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Zak and Zelda Meet
Zak and Zelda had not always been a couple.
In fact, the most important event in each of their short cat
lives happened before they met each other. Perhaps it was their
shared sense of danger that brought them together, or perhaps it was
simply because they both needed something fill their lonely hearts.
They are however cats and who really knows how cats think.
Zak was profoundly affected by the lawn mover incident.
Even though he had pretty much recovered physically, (except for
the hair on his back that would never grow again) he had become far
more of a house and futon cat than ever before. The outside world
held dangers he would rather avoid.
Zelda on the other hand had always been an
adventurous cat. She loved to move around the neighborhood
looking for birds, and mice. Squirrels were too big and she had
to draw the line somewhere. Her thick black coat had made hiding
in the shadows a skill at which she was very adept. When she
brought home a treat for her owners, they never seemed particularly
thrilled.
She had tried everything she could think of to make them
happy. She had brought home the bottom half of a squirrel and
they had tossed it in the garbage. Several mice had followed into
the garbage. The bird got thrown somewhere in the trees behind
the house. The fish, the head at least had gone into the garbage
disposal. That was a crime. In any case, no treat she
brought home for them seemed to make them happy.
From that standpoint, it was not a big surprise
when her owners, the Fishers, moved and did not wait for Zelda.
They left her behind with no warm place to bring her special
catches. Even though the Gulf Breeze area where she lived
did not get particularly cold, it was very difficult to survive without
some help from somewhere. After weeks of exploring farther and
farther from her old house and living on morsels she caught she found a
house with a pet door.
Copyright - Keith Risman - Oct. 2006
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Zak
and Zelda 
