Return Of The Heeler (dedicated to Scrapper and Genevieve)
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Did you miss me?
Anyone!?
Saw a bit of footage on a news programme tonight of a cat falling from a tall tree.
She was doomed.
No hope for her.
The camera caught it all.
About three quarters of the way to the ground the cat bounced off a branch.
The branch hit her a terrible thump.
Then she hit the ground.
She immediately jumped to her feet and scampered off.
The branch that hit her saved her life.
It made me think.
So often something hits us out of the blue. We get a terrible thump in life. It hurts like hell. But it has saved us in ways we do not dream until long after.
There is no growth without suffering.
Did you miss me?
Anyone!?
Saw a bit of footage on a news programme tonight of a cat falling from a tall tree.
She was doomed.
No hope for her.
The camera caught it all.
About three quarters of the way to the ground the cat bounced off a branch.
The branch hit her a terrible thump.
Then she hit the ground.
She immediately jumped to her feet and scampered off.
The branch that hit her saved her life.
It made me think.
So often something hits us out of the blue. We get a terrible thump in life. It hurts like hell. But it has saved us in ways we do not dream until long after.
There is no growth without suffering.
posted by heelers | 2:36 AM
2 Comments:
Welcome back. :)
I have noticed that a hard knock to a cat won't necessarily keep them from doing the same stupid dangerous thing again.
Our cat still has no fear of getting a drink from the concrete bird bath, even though she nearly killed herself doing so. She leaped up there one day, overbalanced the bowl, and tipped it off its pedestal. The heavy concrete bowl fell, pinning her beneath. Though she must have spent nearly 24 hours in that terrible concrete prison before she was rescued, she still leaps up to the bird bath for a drink of its (apparently) superior water.
I love cats!
James
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