A kitten so adorable, so tiny compared to a full-grown cat captures my heart.
I think back of teenage days, a trip to my girlfriend’s uncle’s farm and a litter
of kittens awaiting adoption inside a red barn.
That Sunday I would return home with my first pet, a calico kitten.
I named her Toastie perhaps due to her multi-colors – hard to remember now.
She was an indoor kitten who when I went to school would tear the wallpaper
Perhaps that’s what today is referred to as separation anxiety from the only
individual in the household who was capable of actual love, me.
I don’t know how long Toastie was with me – perhaps my parents intentionally
let her go outdoors when I was studying hard at school.
Thinking back ‘she disappeared’ were the words told to me.
I’d never see my cute, cuddly Toastie again.
She was the first and last kitten / cat in my life.
Although I always preferred cats versus dogs once married I heard the word, ‘NO’.
First glance of the pic led me to believe this animal species could possibly be the
Vietnamese Orangutan ‘Pongo hooijeri’, an endangered species.
At second glance I took note of the creature’s facial features and oh the long nose
of the rather ugly animal would define it as an ant eater.
An anteater specializes in eating insects.
Although this one is quite gigantic I could’ve used a mini-one earlier this morn.
My urge to pee was greater than my urge to stop the black carpenter ant
(a nervous wreck) made himself at home touring the vanity walking on
numerous personal items.
Void of a long-handled weapon, helpless, I had no choice other than watch
the segmented bugger.
Adamant that ant would soon meet his maker, upon arising after washing my
hands I was on a mission to stop him dead in his tracks.
Success, one less carpenter ant!
Word count: 147 to 150 (if this is inaccurate, blame it on the block editor – tough time.