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  • Cat's Tale

    1 posts, 1 voices, 368 views, started Feb 18, 2009

    Posted on Wednesday, February 18, 2009 by Denise Richardson


    • Diamond

      Cat was walking along one early evening, heading toward the village.  

      Cat was a friendly sort. In her lives she wore many hats. Sometimes she
      was a companion, listener and even a watch cat. Suddenly, out of the
      shadows leaped a massive dog. To cat it seemed as if a chunk of the sky
      had fallen into her path.  

      In the shadowy darkness, the animal towered over cat and bared its
      great, sharp, yellow teeth.  

      “Run away,” the dog snarled.  

      Startled nearly out of her wits, cat knew that if she were going to
      survive she must not panic. She imposed a steely calm on herself and
      looked up at the beast.  

      “I beg your pardon,” answered cat, far more calmly than she felt. “I
      have business here. Let me pass.”  

      The dog had not expected this reaction. He usually left his victims weak
      with fear by simply looking at them.  

      “Run,” he repeated. “I don’t like the way you drift about these parts
      cozying up to people and making them feel so secure. This is my place.
      Everyone here does as I tell them to.”  

      Now cat was nearly paralyzed with fear and running was absolutely out of
      the question. Cat knew that if she did run away she would never be able
      to see her friends in these parts again. She also realized that if she
      did not stand, she would always live in fear of dogs. Perhaps she would
      spend her life cringing at shadows as so many other cats did.  

      It wasn’t right. There was nothing wrong with cat helping people. The
      wrong was in the animal she was facing.  

      Cat breathed a silent prayer; “Oh help me find my way home safe.” A
      little spark kindled in cat’s heart. The light in her heart began to
      fill her and unfreeze her muscles and nerves. Suddenly, cat was no
      longer pretending - she really wasn’t afraid.  

      Cat realized at that moment, nothing mattered more to her than shining
      her light in this dark creature.

      “I invite you to come with me and meet my friends,” cat purred. “I hate
      to think of you out here all alone.”  

      Slowly, cat managed to put one paw in front of another until she found
      herself gliding past the menacing creature.  

      “Stop,” snarled the dog. “Take one more step and I will destroy you.
      Don’t you dare cross me!”  

      It was too late. Cat had found her feet and was going at a fast pace
      toward the village where her friends waited for her.  

      She rushed into the home of the village’s guard dog and told her story.  

      “Did I do right?” cat asked.  

      “You did just fine,” he answered. “You aren’t finished. Now you must go
      out and tell your tale so that others who find themselves in fear might
      recall it and find their light.”  

      And so cat did.

      Contributed by Lisa Suhay (Copyright© Lisa Suhay)


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