I’m sure by now most of you have seen the amazing video of Tara the cat. Tara and her family live in Bakersfield, California. The neighbor’s dog, an 8 month old Lab-Chow mix, attacked the little boy. Tara sprang seemingly out of nowhere in a great leap and chased off the dog. Here is a clip apparently from British television:
I learned about cats early in life when my Grandma gave me a cat for my third birthday. Part of the reason she gave me the cat is that we were living in an old rural train depot. My father was the depot agent. The depot was full of rats and mice, so my cat was fat and happy.
My cat was always kind and loving to me and put up with stuff from me, but when that cat’s tail went straight up, and he hissed, “Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.” Look out. Those cat claws can rip your skin off. Cats do a lot of sleeping and lolling around but, as in that video, Tara went after that dog like she was shot out of a cannon.
Later, I played with several of the neighbor’s cats using a stick, ball, and string; using it like casting a fishing rod. I discovered that cats have phenomenal coordination, dexterity, and yoga like physical control. If humans had cat-like physical ability, they would be able to jump from the ground to the second story of a building with ease. Certainly not me.
Dogs are afraid of fighting with cats. Somehow, they know that when cats make “love” they sometimes come back missing an eye or an ear. Dogs sense that cats play for keeps. I write about a cat named Wiley in my second novel, The Catrobat.