CFMP (Cats From My Past)

Wherein I Recount Tales (sic) of Cats from My Past.

In Chronological Order.

1. Toodles (sp)  Not sure about the name, but remember the cat.  Tortoiseshell who travelled

with us from CT. to Cape Cod.  What I remember most is that our Beagle (TinkerBelle) would

chase rabbits all day long in the big hay field out in back of the old house.  All you would hear is

"yelp-yelp" for hours on end.  Above the tall grass you would see the distinctive curved tip of a

beagle tail, like a u-boat periscope, slicing through the field in a search pattern.  Toodles the cat,

of course,  was nowhere to be seen (having been let out first thing).  At the end of the day, when

the dog was, well...dog tired, empty handed, and had come back for a snout full of kibble and a nap, we would find 

various random rabbit parts, left mysteriously and without attribution, laid out with text book surgical precision on the porch, flecked

with blue bottle flies for our enjoyment.  As a tribute it was oddly touching,  the glistening viscera

arranged like a Georgia O'Keefe, displayed with a Hannibal Lechter like attention to detail-no

blood trails, foot prints or other evidence of the culprit.