{"id":365,"date":"2007-07-31T05:43:32","date_gmt":"2007-07-31T09:43:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/?p=365"},"modified":"2007-07-31T05:43:32","modified_gmt":"2007-07-31T09:43:32","slug":"the-owl-and-the-pussycat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/?p=365","title":{"rendered":"The Owl and the Pussycat"},"content":{"rendered":"

In 1871, Edward Lear penned a nighttime classic poem about The Owl and the Pussycat<\/em><\/strong>. It is a nonsense poem and the artwork he created to go with it is quite nice. The poem suggests that owls and cats love being around each other.<\/p>\n

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I suspect this is so.<\/p>\n

I haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t heard the barn owl – Barney – as much this season, but I know he is out there. <\/span>I find droppings on the car window in the mornings sometimes to prove it. <\/span><\/p>\n

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Hum.<\/p>\n

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I also know that I have three neighborhood cats who LOVE to come to my house \u00e2\u20ac\u201c particularly at night. I occasionally see them if I happen to open the front door after dark. <\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Thomas\u00e2\u20ac\u009d the tomcat comes over regularly and that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fine by me. <\/span>I figure he and the other female cats, Ms. Kitty and Burn, keep snakes and other varmints from being in my yard. <\/span><\/p>\n

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I find at least one of the cats on top of my car most every morning. <\/span><\/p>\n

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I know for a fact the owl sees them down there.<\/p>\n

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Last night I went out to eat with a friend and we came back after dark. I was sure I saw the shadows of sometime large fly from one limb to the other. <\/span>Then, it practically flew on top of my head as its two feet wing span glided from one limb to another over the driveway. A few limbs later Barney was in clear view.<\/p>\n

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Quite content to be there, as I suspected he has been in those trees most of the summer. <\/span> <\/span>Barney stayed right on the limb with his big eyes staring right at me. I said my hellos as I usually do when we meet face to face and went on in the house. <\/span><\/p>\n

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I heard several hoots briefly early this morning and wondered if he may be hooting at one of the cats. I looked out the window and saw Ms. Kitty looking up in the trees. They must have been having a visit, perhaps similar visits to the ones in The Owl and the Pussycat<\/em><\/strong>.<\/p>\n

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After all, they must be coexisting nicely since they are gathering at my place every night\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6one on the car\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6the other in the trees. Let\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hope their relationship continues to be amicable. <\/span><\/p>\n

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My wish for you today <\/strong>is that you enjoy what nature has to share with you when it comes to animals. <\/span>Have a healthy respect for them and be aware of your surroundings and theirs. <\/span>You may just find yourself having a conversation or at least a face to face visit.<\/p>\n

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~ Joellen<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

In 1871, Edward Lear penned a nighttime classic poem about The Owl and the Pussycat. It is a nonsense poem and the artwork he created to go with it is quite nice. The poem suggests that owls and cats love being around each other. I suspect this is so.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[16,27,23],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-365","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-events","category-living-life-to-the-fullest","category-nature-events"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/365","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=365"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/365\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=365"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=365"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/reflectionsfromacountrygirl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=365"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}