Spuds, A lone Dog Amongst Too Many Cats
(12 July 2006 ~ Mary called this morning all upset and crying. Spuds died in his sleep last night. Mary thinks he was about 18 years old.)
It's a small trailer and it's over run by cats. There are inside cats and there are outside cats. The inside cats all have names, and there are more of them than city ordinance allows, which is only four. Outside the cats are "strays" according to Mary. They're not really hers, she says, but she puts food out every morning and every evening so the poor little dears won't go hungry. Most of them have been around so long that not only do they have names but they'll come when you call them by name.
She buys cheap meats at the grocery so her animals don't have to just eat pet food. You can't buy pet food with food stamps, plus there's sales tax on it. She likes to treat them to some canned pet food too, and not just make them eat the dry kibbled food out of the sack.
A few years ago I was visiting Mary and something new had been added. She'd gotten a little dog, Spuds. From the beginning he seemed to get along just fine with all the cats, and he was about full grown when she got him. Maybe he'd lived with cats before? Sometimes she puts him on a leash and takes him for a walk but most of the time he spends lounging around the trailer, sometimes curled up next to a cat. Here he's relaxing on the day bed on the screened porch. This is another one of my "self-portrait" series taken with the 15mm Heliar on my Bessa L.
P.S. Want an archival quality print of this or one of my other photos? E-mail me at preacherpop42@aol.com for details.
It's a small trailer and it's over run by cats. There are inside cats and there are outside cats. The inside cats all have names, and there are more of them than city ordinance allows, which is only four. Outside the cats are "strays" according to Mary. They're not really hers, she says, but she puts food out every morning and every evening so the poor little dears won't go hungry. Most of them have been around so long that not only do they have names but they'll come when you call them by name.
She buys cheap meats at the grocery so her animals don't have to just eat pet food. You can't buy pet food with food stamps, plus there's sales tax on it. She likes to treat them to some canned pet food too, and not just make them eat the dry kibbled food out of the sack.
A few years ago I was visiting Mary and something new had been added. She'd gotten a little dog, Spuds. From the beginning he seemed to get along just fine with all the cats, and he was about full grown when she got him. Maybe he'd lived with cats before? Sometimes she puts him on a leash and takes him for a walk but most of the time he spends lounging around the trailer, sometimes curled up next to a cat. Here he's relaxing on the day bed on the screened porch. This is another one of my "self-portrait" series taken with the 15mm Heliar on my Bessa L.
P.S. Want an archival quality print of this or one of my other photos? E-mail me at preacherpop42@aol.com for details.
posted by Al Kaplan at 11:39 AM
1 Comments:
It really hurts when you loose someone close, be it pet or human. So when you're gone, all of us freaks at the leica forum, will mourn the departure of our favorite pet. There will never be another like you.
Kisses;
Carla
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