Tuesday, June 19, 2001

Voodoo Kitty

No, not that kind, for heaven's sake!!!

A friend and I were sitting in friend's truck waiting to leave Voodoo Central, and I spied with my little eye, a stray cat jammin' across the street. I noticed that it had maybe something big in its mouf, and I watched it go. I got out of the truck and looked for it, as it did scamper away from me and into another neighboring yard. I was amazed that it would lug it something so big, so I figured it was one of its kittens. Lo, it scampered again in front of the truck and I stared at it, and...

It was a rat.

2/3 the size of the cat.

Then I started screaming, which got louder as said cat went towards my house. Yes, it went for the front door, and since I was across the street, I was convinced that I had left the front door open and it was going to bring Voodoo Child a little Voodoo Treat. I had to calm myself down, and friend, who was also spooked said that my Voodoo Central was now blessed by a gift. Gag me with a spoon, so the saying goes.

A few days later, I noticed Voodoo Kitty again coming from across the street towards Voodoo Central. I was terrified that it was harboring rat carcasses under my house, and I peered under the house to see if it was still there. No gaps, no rats. A sigh of relief. So where was it going? Apparently it was going between my house and the neighbor's house. The one with the three dogs, and I never heard them utter a woof in Voodoo Kitty's direction. I pondered and went on with my day. Then I went to my backyard and spied, with my Voodoo Eye, kittens in my backyard, with yes, Voodoo Kitty. She had kittens in my backyard, and it caused me somewhat of a stir because I didn't realize there was a gap inbetween our houses that she could fit there. As I stared from the stairs (note the alliteration) at the cat, she kind of glared at me as I believe I interrupted her quality time with her kittens. I brought down a dish of water for the Voodoo Kitty and family, and only one kitten remained behind as the others ran for safety in the houses' crack. I think it has to be the pathetic runt of the group since it just looks too "Man, I'm tired of this runnin' away shit" tired.

After work I went to check in on my brood and found that they were still there, hiding in the tall grasses, and the water was gone. Somewhat happy at the fact that someone or something benefited from my liquid donation, I refilled it for good measure. The sickly kitty stared at me and tried to scamper away, but instead just kinda hobbled a few feet then watched me from the safety of some tall weeds.

Last night, I could hear them mewing for something, but I wasn't sure what. I fell asleep to the sound of dogs barking, as they always do next door, and intermittent mewing. It was a little comforting to know that I'm not really alone.

I don't know what else to do, since I'm afraid of making them too comfy since I'm about to leave Voodoo Central for more humble digs, but I'll keep you posted on Voodoo Kitty and the Kittens. Who knows, I might have to make them apostles soon too.

Voodoo Mommy

posted by Voodoo Child @ 9:18:00 PM