Roy’s Garage Sell and Auction
Well, it is a garage sell and auction It is a philosophical and intellectual debate forum, too enlighten, educate, have fun, and a laugh or two. the garage is what is in my mind,what i have learn from life, sell is to exchange ideas, auction, bid by giving your opinon on subject
I had just started work at OEA “Ordnance Engineering
Associates” in Fairfield California. We found us an apartment in Suisun the
other side of the tracks form Fairfield. It struck me funny that here I am 1500
miles and fifty five years later from my birth place in Nebraska and only a
half a block from the same Railroad tracks. Over the years it seem as I have
lived within a mile of the same set tracks all my life. Even today I am just a
mile as the crow flies from the same tracks.
This tale is not about railroad tracks or where I lived but
about some animals that came to live with us. Shortly after we move in an alley
cat move in on us, it was a large tabby tom cat. We ask around and no one knew
who the cat belong to. It was warm and we had the window and door open to stay
cool. That cat came in and made himself at home. After a week or so we gave him a name of sorts,
we started to calling him dad kitty. Every day at 9 O’clock he start meowing at
us to get our attention and then head to the bed room, if we did not follow he would
come back out and encourage us, by getting in our lap and sinking in his claws
in, it’s time to go to bed. It reminded me of my dad sending us kids to bed when
I was a little.
We live on the edge of the Suisun marsh a wildlife preserve,
about 200 feet from the fence that bordered the preserve, where Canada geese and
other water fowl wintered and dad kitty hunted. He would bring home rats, gofer
snakes, and ducks, many as big as he was.
We never knew just what he would bring home.
I am a big dog
The people that lived above us had a little Chihuahua mix of
some kind and it had pups with a poodle. Well there was one the runt of the litter
that we just had to have. It was small about the size of a coffee cup, and was a
curly black as coal, poodle hair, ball of energy. We were afraid that dad kitty
would harm the pup that we named bingo, but much to our surprise he took care
of it. Dad kitty would bring in mice, lol, for the pup most every day. Dad kitty
even taught bingo to use the litter box. I would come home from work and find
dad kitty and the pup curled up in my chair. I ask my wife if she had put bingo
in my chair, she said no dad kitty had. At
9 he would take bingo in to and up on our bed every night. Bingo was too small
to get up there without help. Now I have seen mama cats nurse pups and take on squirrels
and hamster as kittens. But a feral tom cat, that takes the cake.
I'm a lover
It was about a year later that an apartment opened up across
the street, in the senior’s only complex with lower rent. The land lady had a miniature Pomeranian that was
six week old and my wife just had to have it. Now we had three pet the pom we
named taffy, and dad kitty took her on as his own.
I came home from work one evening, my wife was out taking
care of one of her lady’s she work for as a chore provider, as I open the door the
three met me looking up at me as if they were perfect little angle and there
was feathers floating it the air. As I looked around there were feathers all
over the place. On further investigation I found that dad kitty had brought in
a pigeon and the three of them had the fun taking it apart, what a mess. We had
been empty nesters for eight years but I don’t remember our kids making any bigger