Too High Up
Another good day.
Too High Up
Another good day.
This is Benji and there are still some things I don’t understand about humans. Sue is my favorite person in the world (don’t tell the others) but even she can be unpredictable.
Today after all our normal rituals (morning loves and scratching, fresh canned food with gravy, etc.) she was acting in a suspicious manner. While scratching the scruff of my neck she sneakily left behind some foul goo which interfered with my own cat smell, and which I tried my best to lick away. It was unfortunately just out of reach. Tiger had the same noxious smell yesterday and that I can understand as he is not nearly as fast as me. I shall have to confer with him about this peculiar human behavior.
Of course I forgive Sue this anomaly. She must have her reasons for changing my scent for the day. Perhaps I can sleep it off.
P.S. from Sue ~ If I could avoid this part of cat parenting I would. The boy is a fighter for sure!
This is Benji. Sue doesn’t like me to sleep the day away and so I must hide.
How am I doing?
Benji, I said. You look so reflective today. What’s on your mind?
Well, he replied. Today I was thinking that I have probably stopped growing. I will never be big like Tiger. And more than that. I thought my ear would grow back but it hasn’t. I will always be different.
Oh Benji, I replied. You are wrong about the ear. It’s part of your story and makes you, YOU! Honestly, I have never seen a more handsome cat! (But don’t tell Tiger I said so.)
Thank you, Sue, he said. I will try to believe it.
I will believe for you, I said.
This is Benji and I am a mighty hunter. Tiger taught me well.
First, he said, you must listen with your whole body until you sense the presence of the varmints underfoot. This I practice.
Then, he said, you will smell them. Follow the scent. Quietly. Patiently.
This too I practice.
Do not be quick to attack, he said. Conserve your energy. Wait. Watch. You will know when it is time.
When you discover their lodging, he said, but they refuse to surrender, you must dig and dig until you rout them out.
Rest if you must but do not lose heart. If they escape today they will be there tomorrow for you to surprise.
These things I practice for I am Benji, the Mighty Hunter.
Well said, boy.
P.S. from Susanne
Benji exercised these hunting skills for well over an hour last night, patiently watching, digging and pulling up tufts of grass but to no avail. The rodent apparently won this round but Benji was not discouraged.
This is Tiger and today is human Father’s Day. Even though I don’t know where my father is, and I am not a father, still I am a big brother to Benji. I think it is important to remember what we have instead of being sad about what we don’t have. Sometimes I complain about Benji but he is playful and full of vigor and reminds me how wonderful youth is. I am doing my best to mentor the little boy and I think he is coming along. I am pleased.
This is Benji and someday I want to be just like Tiger. He is very smart and patient with me and even though he is bigger he doesn’t beat me up when I sometimes jump on him. Also he has two good ears.
We are brothers.
~Tiger and Benji