My cats name is Pickachew she is black and white short hair and beautiful.I have had her since she was a kitten.She is a very friendly easy going love able feline .Pickachew who i have become very fond of lived indoors most of her young life.As she became older she require the taste of the out doors.
And so she lives out doors now she seems to enjoy it very much.Even tho it broke my heart that were i let her stay,for that where she seems to be the happy'est.We live a mile or two outside of town,so she gets to run like a free bird.I guess cats were born for freedom.I feed her and check her out every day to make sure she is healthy.Than i pet her and tell her that i love her.When i go off to work i tell her i will see her when i get home.
A few weeks ago i went hunting the funnest thing happen. Pickachew went with me.As i sat down she came over and sat beside me.We sat there for awhile and i saw a squirrel in the forks of a tree .We sat there for a little while longer until i could get a good shot on it or so i thought.But when i shot it fell back in the fork in the tree.Well when i shot i figure pickachew would take off.Nope she did'nt she look at me than the tree.Next thing i know she takes off and climbs the tree got the squirrel and brought it back to me.Some times i think that she thinks she a hunting dog.The whole family loves her because she sure is part of it.
Now anytime any of us go hunting she right there with us darn-est thing i ever seen.Don't it beat all! She my special cat i don't think there will be another one like her.Smart as a tack you just got to love her.Want to see her picture just click the word pickachew .{more to come later}
January 16,2011
Animals do funny things
Yesterday while i was looking out the window i saw my pet cat do the funniest thing.She was having a kicking match with a rabbit.They where laying down on the ground on there sides facing each other.Well they had there front legs around each other while they were taking there bottom ones and kicking the crap out of one another.
AS i sat there and watch i told my wife to come over to take a look at what i was laughing about.They laid a good ten minutes do this to each other.My wife said i should stop them before the hurt each other,so i open the door and yelled at them.They both jump up one went to the left the other to the right.
Now i sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee i just happen to look out the window again.This time i saw them doing the opposite, my cat running along side the hopping rabbit down threw the yard and into the woods.Well i guess the one could'nt whip the other so they just become friends for now.It just figures.{more to come later}
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My Cat and the Rooster
My neighbor has a German Shepard dog he is always coming over and bothering my cats or chickens.One day he came over and killed one of the chickens.I was in the house when all the noise started so i go outside to see what is going on.There around the back of the garage i find a dead chicken.Now i looking around to see what cause it.
By this time i could hear the cat a hissing and the rooster a squelching and flapping his wings the next thing i seen was the dog running across the yard yapping and barking.The cat was on his back digging her claws in deep while the rooster was be-hide her digging in his spurs.I telling you what a tag team they where.The old dog was running for home just as fast as he could go.
And they say only a dog protects it territory not the case here.Those two are the best of friends got more respect for each other than most people.There my pets you got to love them.They are a part of our family.Child molester came to our house one day i will have to tell you what the rooster did to him.But that a story for another day.This is Peter Write who says goodnight until the next time.
The Rooster and the child Molester.
My rooster name was moncho i have had him since he was a little biddy. As he was growing up i would sit him on my arm and crow to him.I done this for three or four month.Since there where no other rooster around. One day he crowed back to me.That day i knew that he was on his way to being the cock of the walk. He was from the red leg breed although he was pure white.
I kept him in a cage till he was old enough to take care of himself. Once he was old enough i turn him loose.I built a chicken house for him and the hens.The hens would go in and sleep in the house ,but moncho would not .He slept in a walnut tree that stood by my house.That where he slept every night winter or summer that where you would find him. I could not get him to sleep in the chicken house for the love of me. He would fly up on the roof and than on a limb of that walnut tree that were he slept every night.My cat and him were very good friends. He would not eat the chicken feed i threw out for him and the hens,instead he would eat cat food with my cat. Have you every seen the likes!
Now moncho was big enough to breed the hens out of all the chicks i got four more roosters. They stay up in the tree with him. So now moncho has four little ones to teach.One out of the four was not right in the head. But moncho being the way he was and how he was soon corrected that problem fast the only way he new how, but that another story for another day.
One early morning someone one knock on the door.It was a man we all knew to be a convicted child molester.He was asking me about a old pickup i had sitting in the back yard and would i be willing to sell it for parts.I told him i would think about by this time he was starting to argue with me .Before i could tell him to get off my propriety i heard a thump on the roof .Next thing i knew moncho came flying off the roof right on the top of his head and stated flogging his head.By this time the blood was starting to roll down his face.I told the rooster to get off, but he just kept it up till the boy ran to his car.When he got to his car and open the door moncho finely jump off. I watch as he spun up the driveway while the rooster was standing there flapping his wings and crowing. That was one of two i ever seen him attack.But that's also another story for another day. One thing about it the man never came back.Old rooster gone now he probably up in chicken haven being the cock of the walk there. And they say animals don't have no intellect. Try again what do you think.This is Peter Write who says goodnight until the next time.
