Antics of Sally Spira
I happen to tell you about my adorable kitten, Sally, falling
out the window? In case I did, I apologize for doing it
again. It’s just that she’s so incredibly humbled
by the experience.
all started with a neighbor cat roaming the yard. Sally,
who does not go outside, was having a staring contest with
this cat for some weeks. One night as Herman and I lay in
bed, we heard a terrific noise of cat yowling, then a thump
and two cats yowling and snarling. Herman got out of bed
to investigate and could not find Sally anywhere. What he
did find was one of the porch screens hanging half out the
came back and reported to me in the bedroom the bad news.
"It seems as though Sally got out. I’m going
outside to try and find her." When he went outside,
he looked around back and then came around front. It was
at that moment that he saw her scampering across the neighbor’s
front yard onto our front deck and into Herman’s arms.
Clearly she did not want to be outside.
suited me just fine. If you read my article on declawing,
you know that both my cats have been declawed and are not
meant to go outside. They are defenseless against the average
roaming tabby and I certainly don’t want them picking
up any bugs or diseases from other cats.
is my personal soapbox about domestic cats. Especially those
that are declawed. They really need to stay indoors. Upon
examination the next day we found a scratch on Sally’s
paw and she was whisked to the vet’s for an examination
and prescribed antibiotics. Which tasted awful, apparently,
as she struggled valiantly against our attempts to give
the drops to her orally. She’s a pretty strong willed
little kitten. I wonder who she takes after?
has no problem playing with Sam, our other adorable feline,
who outweighs her by at least 50%. What’s most hilarious
is to see them bathing each other and then wrestling. Herman
tells me they do it in a classic Greco-Roman style of wrestling.
Whatever it is, it’s obviously based in love, because
they get along great as companions to each other.
fact, when Sally fell out the window, both Sam and our Dalmatian
Moxie were pacing the house searching for her in obvious
distress. Moxie, who is allowed outside with supervision,
searched the yard, but Sally came out of her own accord
when she felt safe and when she felt like appearing. Isn’t
that just like a cat?