Stories from my Life: Crazy Kitten
Once we owned a crazy cat. This cat wasn’t crazy when we got her, but due to some circumstances beyond her control, she became a tad…unstable.
When I was but a lad we had this kitten. This kitten liked to hide in dark areas around the house and in the yard. I guess I can understand that, since I grew up in the desert. You’d find any place you could to stay cool, even in winter. Unknown to me, however, the kitten had decided to hide underneath our electric lawn-mower that we had parked in the back yard. We didn’t have to mow our lawn that much, so I assume the kitten had been using it as a place of refuge for some time before I was told to mow the yard. Now I didn’t really think to check under the lawn mower, since I was but a lad, so I tried starting the machine. The blades started and the cat shot out the grass chute and hit a wall. It lay there still and I was sure I killed it.
My older brother check the cat and found out it was still breathing with her heart beating. We took the kitten in the house and placed it on a soft towel. The cat didn’t move for two days, it just sat there. We were sure it would die. You see the head was a little softer then it had been previously. However…
On the third day the cat got up and shook her head and went to eat. After that the cat would chase invisible animals, running head first in to immovable things like walls and furniture. The cat survived for a few years after that, but she was never the same. You could press on her head too, though we didn’t ever do that to hard. The cat didn’t try to kill us, though I still feel bad about it, heh. I shall always remember our mentally unstable cat and her invisible prey…
Our cat, by the way, was named Tequila. In honor of another cat we knew on a farm in Kansas. RIP Tequila, may your exploits in kitty heaven be more satisfying then they were on earth!
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