I write to you from a short, somber, heartfelt visit to my parents’ house in the north-easterly part of the state, and naturally I’m feeling some twinges for all the graces of our block back home in Huntingdon– the railroad-side windows, the collection of eclectic and somewhat antiquated bicycles>>
the paint flecks on the floor from our family-heirloom table which demand continual sweeping…and the cats who lurk about as well. Here are two of our kitty-cat-neighbors, of reasonable note.
In order of appearance.
Cat by the Train Tracks
[sighting: train tracks off Allegheny St. between 2nd and 3rd, Huntingdon, PA]
On one of our evening walks, scavenging for scrap wood and other niceties in the junk heap behind behind the train-side hardware store, Jake and I noticed some slinking movement and we took the picture featured below.
I greeted the feline with my usual salutations, “Heyyyyy pretty kitty, oh hi, hello, how aaaaare you?”
Despite my thoroughly trustworthy intonations and Jake’s sharp eyes, this railroad/junkyard kitty skittered away into the inky night, leaving me with only a vague sense of regret, and still no material to make window boxes! Dem cats is fast heartbreakerz.
Yet Another Window Cat: So Bashful, So Beautiful
[sighting: Penn Street, Huntingdon, PA]
I have done much to chronicle the lives of window cats in Huntingdon….here is a notable addition.
I can’t imagine how I could have missed this guy! He lives in a window on my well-traveled stomping path, one I’d been traipsing long before I ever formed the sad-girl-seed in my fuzzy mind grapes to create this beloved blog. Plus, it’s across the street from The Foxy Grape…how could you go wrong? (And how could I have overlooked this prime, prime specimen??)
He was bashful, head bowed, nervous.
“Miiaaaaaaao pretty kitty, ooooh you are so beautiful!”
Sometimes all you need is to instill a little bit of confidence.
Here is some information. I like cats. I additionally like woolly sweaters and distinguished beards and I have those things, both of them, here with me now. I also have a brother and a sister and a Momcat and a Dad and a round-cat and a silly black dog and tomorrow there will be family arriving in bountiful scores. I pull all these things close to me, as I hope you can pull this blog close to you. Snuggle up.