4 posts tagged “pepper”
'twas exactly like that; the almost-witching-hour of 11:00 pm last night found us searching for an almost-black-cat
we spent ½ hour playing the following game: we'd locate the bright green eyes, get down to ground level and beg "here Pepper, come over Pepper, it's ok" for a few minutes and then he'll ZOOOOOOOOOM past us to the next hiding spot. I must say he is a lot faster than I expected.
at some point during these fruitless attempts, I happened to be standing between the back porch door and Pepper's-hiding-spot-of-the-moment. as teh SO came upon Pepper from behind, he ran towards the door, saw me and veered left. this was the moment we realized the poor li'l fellow was trying to get back home.
so, on to Plan B. found the other two cats, locked them upstairs, open all doors downstairs, be quiet. not even two minutes passed when we saw the flash of white feets running into the house. we ran after him, slammed all doors shut and went looking for him. found him huddled in the bathroom, terrified.
Pepper was fine after a few minutes and even purred. so on to bed for everyone
a few posts ago I wrote about the uneasy peace (momentarily) achieved by the three feline roommates , erm, combatants. some commenters asked about Pepper,(aka Dr. Pepper, Peperito) the tuxie-cat.
I now realize I had not formally introduced Pepper to my thous hundr tens of readers. teh SO wrote about Pepper here. is a good tale, go read it.
if you don't feel like clicking, here's Pepper's tale, retold.
Pepper lived, along with two other cats, with JoAnne, my mother-in-law. pretty decent life for a cat as JoAnne was a dedicated cat lover. or as some may say, a CCL. all three cats were in- and out-doors. when JoAnne died this Summer, the other two cats were easily scooped up and taken by a family friend. but not Pepper. no siree. he decided to go feral. and for over two months, either teh SO or one of his sisters will go by JoAnne's trailer to leave food and water for Pepper; rarely they'd get a quick glimpse of him and then he'd be gone.
after two months of paying the rent and still unable to catch Pepper we were starting to think we never would; at which time Pepper, having taken his sweet time, decided he was ready to go home and walked right up to my sister-in-law Tammy. and from her to us.
Pepper walks on velvet little feet. I cannot hear him. teh SO calls him "the ninja kitty who skulks sneaks around the house". Pepper doesn't meow, he cries. a lot. a plaintive little cry with a question at the end. he misses JoAnne. so do we. Pepper purrs. a lot. sometimes while crying. he also likes to plop himself right on top of the keyboard. while I'm writing. Pepper also walks across the keyboard. he is trying to say something and I'm too obtuse to understand.
in celebration of Thanksgiving, witness something never-seen-before
Princess Hank
Pepper aka Dr. Pepper aka Peperito
Steven Elizabeth
they thank you for your attention and wish you a most
joyful holiday - or a most joyful Thursday, if you are
outside the U.S.