Nocturnal Ninja
She is an albino warrior.
She wears a moth-eaten cloak of invisibility.
She was a wild child.
She now has social graces.

She spouts fire and brimstone.
She laid waste to couch and chairs.
She uses the box.
She gives more than she gets.

She is part of the family.
She did it fast.
She is clever.
She will last.

She loves Harley.
She wonders why?
She is always nearby.

She is monochrome!
She has a background and foreground.
She is white on black, or?
She is black on white? and,
She has sea-green eyes. (Kodachrome!)


About Sally
Sally is a good pal. She came to us about 6 years ago. After several years of rodent superority we decided to give up on the "bait" and become proactive. In my family we didn't do cats. So said my Norwegian grandmother who had several outdoor cats. But times were tough and the mice were coming.
We checked around and found friends who were trying to save cats. When we got her she was only "Momma Cat."A couple years old at best. She cried all the way from lower Michigan to the UP. She hid under beds for three days. She was wild, is wild but ours. A name change was necessary. When you have a dog named "Harley" you must have a cat named "Sally."
In this case Harley is the big brother. Sally is the enforcer. Sally's voice is deep and rich with the timbre of a heavy smoker. Her purr sounds like an old outboard motor running at half throttle. Of course she speaks. She has a limited vocabulary but her responses are time- and location-appropriate. It's amazing how far she gets with "Hello" and "OK." When she jumps into my lap, she always says "Hello." One day it was a "Hello, Pa Pa."
The feline phenom is black and white. The character is in the pattern. Imagine a continuously changing Rorschach. The nocturnal ninja is high-contrast camo, urban-ghetto, dapple, smudge. She spends hours imitating a shadow only to zip off after prey.
While all said is true, Sally is wild. It took 5 years to earn her trust. She comes when called (if she wishes). The greatest coup is turning her into a lap cat. Sometimes she visits and watches TV. Mainly it's for a snooze. Her visits begin with the ritual kneading and head-butting, followed by a settling which normally places a bare-belly and two paws in mine. During cat-naps they remain alert. Ever heard a cat snore?
(Thank you Mr. Nash: "... like hell I can.")
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