Cat

 Wee-Man and Scoots

Scoots is pretty skittish. 
 She was caught by a hawk and survived the drop.
So, she's wairy about high pitched noises, but still plays tag, hide and seek, and enjoys trying to trip me if I haven't been active enough.  One good thing about her is that she has learned to trade with the crows that land out back, so she's stopped bringing birds and snakes in, which I appreciate.
Nothing like waking up with a bird dropped on your face because you overslept breakfast.

Wee man eats what he catches, which is most everything if they come close enough to the house. 
He got worried about me the first couple of days of Ramadan because of the caffeine headaches and extra sleep so...as is he way.
He dropped a mouse in his bowl then came to get me. 
That not working, he dropped one in a bowl that I left out on the counter.     
That not working he had scoots wake me up, made sure to make eye contact, mouse in mouth, then led me out to his bowl and put it in the bowl.  

One thing I know for certain that if we do end up in the wilderness together I won't go hungry. 

"Why Scoots?" 
"Cause bro, on hardwood or ice she is like a professional drifter on an old mountain road."

"Why Wee-Man?" 
"Cause he's fearless but not stupid and the only battle he's ever lost was to a hubcap." 


How smart are cats? 
Bout that smart.

We have a few bits of sign language. 
I can mimic a mouse accurately enough that it'll put Scoots on alert. 
Wee-Man just waits for me to come out and play most days.  
Both of em get really excited when I go out at night to look at the stars or really get stretched out.
But the neighbors lights are so bright I can't see shit if there's even a hint of cloud cover so mostly it's just popping out to see the same slice of the sky each night and count how many satellites are over head.   Let me tell you man, when I first got back here and looked up I was confused as hell. 
My memory isn't that bad is it? 
Then I pulled out the night sky app to see if I was actually loosing it.
Nope. 
Just a shit load of satellites along with the usual air traffic.
It's almost like looking at one of those magic eyes trying to pick out the old constellations. 
Man, winter nights around here used to be the best show money couldn't buy. 
Now...
I mean...

"Don't say it Jack...don't say it....you're gonna make 'em mad." 
"Cool plains bro."