The Odd Couple

This morning, I’m pulling from my files a short story written back in 2012, which I have included in my , unpublished as of yet book, “A Little Bit of Me.” It is a book, mostly written for my children, about my life. It includes poems, most of which tell a story, short stories, pictures, and some drawing and art work. I’m hoping, now to have the book published someday. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this short, but true, story about a cat and dog that were truly a blessing to our lives as they supplied endless hours of entertainment and love to us.

The Odd Couple

The Siamese cat and the Rottweiler dog don’t seem like a very probable pair. ย Frankie, the cat, likened herself to a princes, extraordinary, noble and certain that mousing was beneath her. She appeared to think she ruled the house and we, including the dogs, were just her attendants. In her case, I believe this assumption, was mostly true.

Blossom was a one hundred and thirty pound dog engaging and delightful in disposition. Her immense, resplendent, brown eyes engulfed your senses and turned even the strongest of men into adoring, belly rubbing, playmates. Loving every one and every thing, this robust girl didn’t have an unkind bone in her body. Her only resolution in life was to please.

One early spring morning while sitting in my easy chair reading, Blossom at my side, I noticed Frankie saunter into the room. As usual, she held her head high, but for some reason appeared to be extra dignified that day. ย She paraded, gingerly over to Blossom, rubbing gently from Blossom’s shoulder to her hip and back again, purring quite loudly. She repeated the action once more. Suddenly, I heard a very sassy meooow, then another and another as she looked at the dog with her intense, piercing, blue eyes. Blossom hadn’t been paying any attention, but now, she was sitting upright and taking notice, as was I. The cat sassed urgently and this time rubbed under Blossoms chin. With that, Frankie retreated slightly, meowed insistently, raised a paw with claws extended and slapped Blossom fiercely across the nose. She then meowed once more and rubbed Blossom’s chin. Blossom shook her head portraying a look of what seemed to be sheer amazement and I’ll be darned if she didn’t begin bathing Frankie right then and there. After a few minutes, Blossom hesitated slightly, as if contemplating her progress, and likely anticipating permission to cease. Instantly, here it came again. A meow so sassy you’d be taken aback to hear it. Without hesitation, Blossom returned to bathing the cat. Frankie was luxuriating immensely in the whole bathing process, only shifting positions occasionally, to allow Blossom the ability to wash every inch of her. This went on for nearly a half an hour until Frankie was visibly wet. Finally, she arose, sporting what appeared to be a satisfied smile, meowed softly and yes, even pleasantly, rubbed Blossoms chin and without further adieu, pranced away. From that day forward this became a daily ritual between the two of them. Frankie would approach Blossom, rub her gently, and Blossom would respond immediately to the cats wishes, without the sassing or the slap, of course. The two of them shared many other encounters and rituals during their time together. This is but one or their stories.

August, 2012The odd couple picture

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8 thoughts on “The Odd Couple

  1. Dear Sandy ๐Ÿ™‚
    It’s a beautiful story ๐Ÿ™‚
    I loved every passage and moment of it.
    How cute Frankie and Blossom were.
    I observe many changes in the theme and blog. Great going.

    I wish you a wonderful weekend,

    Anand ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. I’ve enjoyed reading about your odd couple ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s wonderful to see different species usually not able to stand each other to live harmoniously and even giving/sharing intimate moments together. I’m pretty sure you’ll be published soon…:)

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      • Taking care of pets is costly especially in our country and with having a child to rear I am not able to take care of any pets although I like dogs. I content myself with reading and watching about these lovely creatures and I’m glad to know there are people like you who are able to take very good care of them. ๐Ÿ™‚ Perhaps when and if I’m able to reach your age and my son has his own family I’ll be able to take care of a pet ๐Ÿ™‚

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      • You are very wise to know your limits. I am in the process of reading some of your posts. I’m liking what I have seen so far. I’ll get back to you again. Oh, and if you liked this one you’ll love my poem about Chickie. Same dog, what a love she was. It was one of my first posts. Thank you for reading my blog.

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