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Monday, January 16, 2012

Life's Animations: Susquehanna Cats

Every once in a while we have to take a break and think creatively. Our project at Incoming Bytes this day is to participate in a writing challenge about "inanimate objects".
I thereby present  "Susquehanna Cats"  for your amusement....

Susquehanna Cats

When there's no cats around  she leans on me gently and walks about  in the  mud barefoot, feeling for clams in the warm  summer water with her toes.  She says the mud and pebbles and bubbles of gas that trickle up from the water-weeds  tickle her feet.   No wonder, it's slow, warm water  above the  Susquehanna  Rapids, the one with the little falls.  The little falls is 2' high.   She calls it her two-foot toe-wash.
 That's how she describes it, and she found it, so she must have understood her father's instructions just fine, and that was good enough for me.
She moved from the city, where  she could have a garden,  hundred-year old cabin or not
 The old man's cabin, with silvered cedar shakes on the roof, is close to where  he got himself killed off by a  Greyhound .   I was in the truck . We were getting cats that day too.
 She keeps turkeys and  hounds and an old bay horse named Buckley.  He's the only horse around that  knows how to round up  turkey dogies .  The hounds are 'Here' and 'There' .  They want her to throw sticks out in the water, but watch the gobblers for her.  Old Bones,  he's  always with us too,  he got one puppy- leg chewed off  and her daddy  didn't want to call him Tripod.

 I was with her fishing on the river. The water is lazy and you can smell the swamp grass along the edges.  The big  catfish explore the warm water along muddy banks, sunning and teasing me. 
 Sitting on the river waiting for catfish to bite is always a pleasure,  even stuck in the mud, and that's what she did, came out on  the bank to sit and watch me, in the early morning, sun, rain,  fog or not, waiting for the cats.
 "Hey Bones, look who's here!" she said.  Buckly snorted.  That always makes her jump.    
  She puts me under her arm when her hands get cold. She shivers. 
"Time to go" she said after an hour,  just to wind me up. I'd rather stay, but  I said okay.  She doesn't hear me, but I tell her anyway.
"Okay".   The cats weren't biting, they're not hungry, just  teasing  the dogs.  Fish are more communicative than some people, says my buddy  Harvey.  He likes trout better than cats. He sits in the corner most of the time and dreams about fish.  
 "Here, Mutts!" she called, and they came running. 
  We go in for coffee, and she makes hot biscuits, the good kind with cheese in them.  I  go with her to the coop and get eggs though, she says that's mandatory.
"That's the rules we live  by, we want'em,  we go  get'em" she says.
"I don't go in the coop without you".  There's snakes.  I help whack them  and I get bit.    She sends the big neighbour boy in with a real  snake stick sometimes,  he gets 'em and takes them home to eat--the snakes, I mean. 
 I didn't need eggs. I don't eat eggs.  I don't eat much at all. I stand  in the corner with Harvey.   He asks me if I caught any cats. Sometimes I tell him yes, just to wind him up but he knows better. For him, that's a  real catharsis, he happily unwinds,  he likes trout better.
"No fish, -- so shall we have biscuits, boys?" she asks.  
"Just  biscuits will be fine, Ma'am"  we say, relaxing. 
"That's what I thought, " she said laughing.  "would you boys like peach jam too? " 
"That would be fine,  Ma'am"  I say. She doesn't hear me.
"That'll be fine for me too, I'll make coffee" she says, her eyes twinkling.  

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.


  1. Well, you got me...now let's read it again. Maybe I'll catch on this time. ;-)

  2. I got it, but that' probably because I'm just a short cast from the Susquehanna. ;-)

  3. Well, judging by Julie's comment, I'm thinking my guess might also be correct. But I didn't have a clue til quite near the end. Good one, Raymond!

  4. It also took me a while... ah those 7X7 winners, they get you every time!

    1. ChristyB, you also being a winner of the prestigious 7x7 Link Award, you would certainly know that! ":))

  5. *Grins* I like it! Although, now that you mention it, this would be a good one for a 7x7 :)

    1. Thanks Red! I'm glad you liked it! I just received the 7x7,isn't there a rule you can only receive one every 5 or is it 10 years? ":))) Thanks for visiting! ":) ~R

  6. An enjoyable excursion into summer during the middle of winter. The title caught my attention since I thought the story was about cats, not catfish :)


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