Friday, July 18, 2008

Frigging Ground Hog, Part 2


I gotta hand it to Sweet Pea. She’s a good watch cat. I was in the bathroom drying my hair and she jumped up on the toilet seat and started to meow at me. Usually she is just after some attention, or wants to go outside, so I ignored her at first. Then she got this look. This urgent look. And meowed harder. I know it sounds odd, but if you are a cat lover, your radar goes up and you wonder what is in that little head of hers.
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I picked her up off the toilet seat and set her on the floor and she looked up at me and immediately started walking toward the living room. I followed. Usually at the livingroom there is a choice. Either hang a left to the kitchen…. FOOD… or a right to the front door…. OUT.
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The cat went straight…… Wha…? to the diningroom window overlooking the garden.
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Then turned and meowed at me. COME SEE…. she was saying.
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I went to the window…and there she was. That mother of all groundhogs from the Mexican standoff. RIGHT NEXT TO MY GARDEN. Al the neighbor, who also has a garden at stake, has killed three so far this year between our two yards. The babies. But this one is the prize he can’t get for some reason. The one that wouldn't back down from me on the path. The scary one.
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I flew outside… grabbed the garden hose, turned it full blast and starting blasting from the top step. BIG MISTAKE. I have a cheap 10 dollar Walmart hose with a hole in it…and with the intense water pressure I have.. the damn thing got away from me…. and with the hole, now much bigger…. spraying at me from two angles! MOTHER. I got soaked! And started yelling at the frigging thing out of frustration..... and it took off.
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I HATE THIS FRIGGING GROUNDHOG. Now it is gone. Back in the hole. Cat watching from the window.
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And now I’m drying my hair…. again.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Can't the two of you coexist?

This land is your land.
This land is groundhogs land.
From California ...