Less than five minutes after the dog, the goats,
and I had disembarked from the truck and trailer after docking at the ranch, I
heard a loud Mew, mew! My cat Smokey
emerged from some overgrown grass, rubbed against Bodie’s legs, and came up to
be cuddled.
“Aw, what a nice cat,” you’re probably saying to
yourself right about now. Well, yes and no.
Hubby did a good job of watering my trees,
grass, and flowers in my absence, but left untamed, they and the weeds have
grown into a veritable jungle. Smokey (aka The Terrible Tiger) gleefully hides
in the dense forest of weeds and sunflowers in order to stalk the herd of
gazelles (aka baby goats) which I brought him. It’s all in fun, but sometimes his
game of Terror-of-the-Jungle is unappreciated by grumpy mama gazelles!
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| The unsuspecting herd moves into the clearing |
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| The tiger lurks |
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| The predator becomes the prey (seconds before getting boosted out of the "clearing" by Blueberry) |
“Fear not [there is
nothing to fear], for I am with you; do not look around you in terror and be
dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen and harden you to
difficulties, yes, I will help you; yes, I will hold you up and retain
you with My [victorious] right hand of rightness and justice.” –ISAIAH
41:10 (AMP)
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