The Suitcase Lady


May 12, 2020, 9:13 pm

On Mother’s Day, I looked out the window and the first thing I saw was snow. How could this possibly happen? There is an unwritten rule in Wisconsin (the lower half) that no snow occurs in May. We can accept snow until April 30; May snow is a travesty.

The second thing I noticed after the abominable snow was a black cat in our front yard. My heart sunk to my feet. I do not need another cat. I just spent four years worrying about four homeless cats wandering the neighborhood in danger from speeding cars, dogs, birds of prey, coyotes and sub subzero temperatures. We have finally succeeded in turning three of these cats into happy, loving, vet-cared-for and safe indoor felines. Our inn is full, and available time to clean out litter boxes is maxed.

When in despair, I turn to my loving partner. “Look outside”, I said, “you won’t believe this, there’s a cat in our front yard.”

My husband checked out the view and confirmed that, indeed, there was a cat. He also told me that all was well. The “cat” was a metal scare cat that the wind had ripped off the cat pole next to our mailbox. It had miraculously landed bolt upright on its feet. Apparently, these scare cats really work. I was most definitely scared.

The day was uphill from then on. Both an oriole and grosbeak returned to our yard from their winter vacations. My husband got the downed cat securely fastened back on its driftwood pole, the snow stopped and our cats spent the afternoon purring and napping. Life remains good.

All who wander are not lost.


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