Sailor and the Ruined Castle, Con't Chapter 2

Peculiar sensations sweep over him as he infiltrated the wood. There was an instantaneous sense that he was somehow removed from where he had been; that he was somewhere in-between. The woods were enveloped by a blue haze not unlike the fog that overtook the town. It seemed to be nighttime in the woods; there was a full, glowing moon riding high in the sky above him. Sailor crouched low to the dry ground and listened to the sounds of evening approaching him. A chill breeze was the first thing he felt, then an owl hooted overhead and he could follow the soft sound of wings on the air, a bird reaching its nest perhaps. In the rustling sounds of leaves scraping dry earth he spotted a mouse coming out of hiding to forage. All around him Sailor could hear the familiar sounds of night creatures emerging at their usual and correct time at dusk. Yet the town he'd just left was in daylight; the beginning of the day not the end of one. Up on his paws he gained a high tree branch and gazed out past the tree line. What he beheld next both shocked and terrified him!

Catspaw

Sailor and the Ruined Castle, Con't (Tuesdays & Thursdays)

Sailor began to feel somewhat better. Almost immediately the bitter cold was relinquishing its hold on his body and he was beginning to feel warm again. He felt like he could now move without fear of bodily harm and tentatively peeked his head around the corner of the soggy opening, into the street. His eyes followed the cobblestone road that lead through town, out up the hill and away, to the peaks of the castle so far in the distance where they could hardly be seen. A weird bluish haze appeared in among the trees leading there yet they called to Sailor and he was compelled to follow! Voices from within the house behind told him the denizens of the village would be out and about soon. Sailor had to move! Out from the recess he trotted on the rain slick road, he kept his pace until he was clear then ran toward the trees where the blue light emanated. He was indescribably unafraid of the the light. It held the promise of answers for him and the hope of finally learning where his home truly lay. Sailor's paws fairly flew beneath him as they carried him forward to his fate. It would be the end of secrets. A final resolution to the mystery surrounding his life and a settlement of this disorienting sense of non-belonging anywhere. 

Catspaw

This ends Chapter One.

 

~ They Are The Silliest Creatures!!! ~

I came across some of the silliest, most humorous pics when I was surfing, here are a few for your enjoyment and maybe a laugh or two.

Ok, so is this dog trying to impress, just really ambitious or does he/ she take 'fetch' way too seriously?!

Really working that doggy-paddle!

Yes, Great Danes are BIG dogs but what is bigger, their bodies or their legs? At least they know how to sleep comfortably on the sofa without hogging all the room.

'Whose idea was this?' 

Uhh, show dog... or what!  You have to admit, she is cute ~ utterly ridiculous, but cute.

This is one of my favorites. How many dog owners would not want a dog that does this? I ask you!

And I had to throw this in:

ME! ME! ME!

Catspaw

Sailor and the Ruined Castle, Con't

As he leaned, a growing awareness of where he needed to be was breaking through the cloudiness of his mind and with it an imperative to reach the ruined castle. Sailor abruptly remembered the 'something' that lived in that place and a possible reason why no one ever passed that way. Though he still couldn't reason it out he knew instinctively that the answers were to be found inside those crumbling walls. Sailor needed to know what was happening to him and the reason for it; the ruined castle had always seemed to be the focal point for his life ~ he was born there, the place called to him, it was familiar and had always conveyed the feeling of a much missed and much sought after home to him. Why? What was it about that castle that compelled him to stay near it? Sailor simply had to find out. To the castle he would go, his exhausted mind told him. 

Catspaw 

UPDATE ABOUT (CAT COLLAR WITH BELL)

    Well, we now went and did it, purchased cat collar with bell for each of our cats. They all accepted them with different reactions. Stephanie explained this already in an earlier post. We did have a situation with Winston and his cat collar with bell. This morning he came into our bedroom playing with the bell which he had somehow got loose from his collar. He was using it as a play toy but wanted us to know he had got it off his collar. I had to put it back on and he also was surprised when I took the collar off his neck and seemed pleased that he had it back on with the bell replaced. This is just a short update about another episode in the life of our cats. Our cats are almost like kids.

Merrill (Catspaw's Hubby)

Cat Collar With Bell

Cat Collar With Bell ~~ I could compose a little ditty here but you wouldn't be able to hear it.


I was in the dollarama store and I found... WAIT FOR IT! 
YES, cat collars with bells! How... did you guess?


This is the order they went in...

You have to excuse Emerald's name, the paper towel was wet. 









Once the first jingle was heard, the jig was up!  The cats suspected something nefarious was going on - they were possibly right!


I caught drama queen Molly unawares! She'd had a collar 4 years and just looked at me expectantly. She did not attempt to make a scene.

To her went the GOLD bell

A confused Winston came next. I'm afraid he reacted rather oddly. He couldn't figure out where all these bells were coming from! He did a dance around the living room; round and round he went, trying to shake them off...

The RED bell was awarded to him

Eventually he calmed down but still could not solve the mystery of the source of the bells in his ears...


Would the mystery ever be solved?




Emerald watched this scene with growing apprehension of the plot that was afoot. She made a dive for the sofa, but I caught her mid-jump and put a collar on her. 

She received the GREEN bell for bravery and sort of patience

Emerald - how appropriate that she got the green bell - had a growling fit with her collar until she realized it was harmless and within a hour of tearing around the house to escape it, accepted it.


So Sassy's turn came next. She accepted the noisy thing with the dignity befitting a proper matron. She sat and glowered at the stray that was in the house, but then, she always glowers at the strays that come in the house...

The PURPLE bell was given to Sassycat

These cat collar with bell are all breakaways and safe for the cats and the birds they stalk. Over the years that I have had cats, cat collars with bells have never presented a problem, for the cats or for us and after they get used to them, I've noticed that they don't seem to hear the bell anymore, but I do and that helps me to know where they are and what they're up to. I would never use these cat collar with bell if I did not believe them perfectly safe for my cats.


Both Molly and Sassy, who are veterans of cat collars with bells, are already used to them and spend their time as if they weren't wearing them. Emerald and Winston are, on the second day, more acquainted with them now so their has been no further dances in the living room or growly fits of tearing about the house. All is almost quiet on the homefront.


Catspaw

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I've been working on this story and have given it a SURPRISE ending that you will never anticipate ~ Promise!

Cat Collar With Bell Antics

Since I am planning to get some cat collars with bells for my cats this spring, if it ever comes, I have a few recent pics to share on their recent antics... 

What is it with cats and sunshine? Can you see all four of my cats?
Emerald is the one actually 'in' the sunshine on almost the only day that we had sun and blue sky. It was great, during these two days most of the snow melted and the promise of Spring was in the air. I live on an island in the Atlantic so I know better than to trust that!

Story Alert! - I had to kick Winston outside on our last day of decent spring weather...
He's checking for dogs.

A week ago a pair of dogs from up the road 'visited'. Winston didn't care to get further acquainted so he high-tailed it into the shed on the dairy and flatly refused to come out, even after the dogs left. That meant my hubby had to go looking for him and that's the only reason he came in. Since then, Winny hasn't wanted to venture outdoors. CATS!

I think Emerald is smiling here, but I can't be sure. She could just be miffed to wake from her nap to find a camera in her face!

Now this is Prime!!
This improvised cat tree has been here a month and its the first time Sassy has ventured onto it - it met with her approval.


The light behind her is the full moon.

Here you can appreciate the reason why, in medieval times, people believed that cats were reciprocals for devils. Check out Molly's eyes! If you were totally uneducated, lived in squaller and rampant poverty and were only able to hear God's word in Latin; how would you react if this suddenly jumped on your window sill?


Isn't education and science a wonderful thing!


Catspaw

Cat Muse

I decided to start a blog that was about cats, everything cat, in fact because I have four and was raised with them for as long as I can remember. Cats and their mews seemed to me appropriate and in a way they are my muses. Cat collar with bell was suggested to me so I incorporated it into the name of my blog and it finally evolved and became cat collar with bell, cats and their mews.blogspot.com. So Stephanie Stewart's blog changed yet again. Bare with me I'm new at this. 

Do I LOOK Impressed to you??

I enjoyed researching and writing the Fort Mcallister Tom Cat blog. It was a pretty fascinating history. I could only imagine the battle and Tom Cat tearing across the mounds that the men lived inside of, underground no less; as the bullets and cannon balls flew. Many times, while I'm working on a blog, one muse in particular, a female; she would jealously watch as I sat typing out something about cats spring flowers or some such thing. I have done so many things with cats as a child and have learned something from them each and every time. I must be the only blogger that re-reads my own blogs from way back when I first started, just to remember the neat stories I have shared with you along the way and to be reminded that each of my muses are unique and different. I wonder sometimes while watching them play, do cats enjoy their bell on collar?

What a pretty Cat Collar With Bell !

I hope you have enjoyed and found some value in what I have shared with you so far. I am very open to suggestions of what you would like me to talk about. This particular blog incorporates some of the keyword searches my blog has been found by so far. 


Catspaw

Cat Collar with Bell: Learn All About Cats from Cats and Their Mews: Sailor and the Ruined Castle, Con't

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Hello to my readers and visitors. I started this story on February 26th and have been working on it and offering the pieces of the story ever since. Its my hope that you will venture back in my blogs and read it from the beginning; I also hope that you are enjoying the story so far. Please feel free to give me your feedback and your comments on the story and what you think of it. I would welcome your comments.


Thanks for stopping by and reading about Sailor and my other blogs.


Catspaw

Cat Collars with Bells for my Four

With Spring, hopefully just around the corner - that groundhog had better have been right! - I will be getting my four companions, Mollygirl , Sassycat, Emmy and Winny; one and all, cat collars with bells. I rather like this because then I can always 'hear' where they are even when I can't see them. 

Spring is in the air in spite of the snow on the ground! I'm soooo Optimistic.

Sound like a plan for Spring?  Thought so.

Its good to know where they are by hearing that trusty jingle

If any of you have some suggestions as to the type of cat collar with bell you favor, I'd love to hear from you in my comments box. 


Catspaw

The Tale of a Cat Collar With Bell

Boo

He was a pint-sized black kitten with a touch of white; a blind, small, slight creature when I first rescued him that dark winter day in the cold barn. When, months later, he regained his strength and a little more growth, I gave him his very first cat collar with bell. Boo loved it and would shake his little head just to hear his cat collar with bell jingle. Many years later I was to find out that he was a Tuxedo cat and considered by experts to be very clever. Boo was indeed cagey enough to achieve the removal of his cat collar with bell and not a couple of times, to lose it as well. Of course this sent me searching the entire trailer for his cat collar with bell and scrutinizing each blade of grass outside for it. I usually managed to find the cat collar with bell for him again. 

Poor Boo, he genuinely missed his cat collar with bell the few times he lost it; so much so that he'd follow me out of doors to help look for it. As he grew older I had to extend his cat collar with bell for him. Boo didn't care for this because he wasn't wearing it and he insisted on having his cat collar with bell close by so he'd play with it and grab it out of my hands. Later, when another of our cats would try to play with his cat collar with bell, Boo would give them a whack and take it back. The cat collar with bell was his and his alone; no one was allowed to touch it! He was certainly not about to part with or share his cat collar with bell; that was just understood. After we'd had him for several years, Boo traveled with us on that memorable seven day road trip across Canada, that I'd like to forget, when we moved from Alberta to Prince Edward Island. I had the cats in my van so I was privileged to listen to a constant barrage of complaining and his cat collar with bell whenever he moved or shook his head, which was often! 

Boo was very disdainful of his bath time since it meant separation from his favorite toy, his cat collar with bell for the period of the bath; a long interval for him. It typically happened that he would reach over with one paw (his dry paw) and snatch the cat collar with bell when I was otherwise occupied. He'd drag it into the water and play with the cat collar with bell while I shampooed him. Well at least it kept him busy so he didn't mind as much. It quickly proved quite impossible to separate him from his darn cat collar with bell when it was sopping wet and set to dry on the register; he'd sneak in and steal it! Before long I'd hear the jingle of the cat collar with bell and discover Boo playing with and dragging it about the house. 

On occasion I had to mount a reconnaissance when they roughhoused in the basement and a loud, angry yowl would go up; Boo got the cat collar with bell off again but one of the other cats had absconded with it. My retrieval missions for the cat collar with bell were routinely successful and Boo was, to his great delight and to the peace of the rest of the house, was happily reunited.

After we lost him a year ago, I kept his cat collar with bell as a living reminder of a very special cat who once graced us with his special friendship and shared our lives for awhile. I miss hearing his cat collar with bell. So much so that every now and again I almost think I hear his cat collar with bell dinging faintly through the house. I still go looking for the sound only to find his cat collar with bell still hanging right where I left it. I miss you, Boo.

Here is to one of our best friends, our unique Tux cat Boo; in memory of him and his cat collar with bell.

Catspaw