Feline Gods

It all started long ago when I saved a feral cat from
starvation so I named him Uranus and my dog Astro
was the first to be tested.

Uranus was outside meowing from being starved and 
so i got some dog food and water and placed it outside
for him and he gobbled it all up then retreated under 
the porch..He did this for 3 days then he decided he
wanted to come inside and met Astro so he jumped 
up and attacked my dogs face and showed him who 
was boss so that night i could hear them downstairs
going at it.

After that they came to an agreement and Uranus 
would lay on my long pillow and often reach out and
put his paw on my face. 
Catnip was a favorite treat and he would go bananas
eating it and rolling all over it.

Astro wanted some so i gave him a pinch then he looked
at me like what the Hell!!
He didn't get it so i treated him to massage and play 
times then on walks Uranus would follow and walk 
with us. People noted that it was awesome seeing 
this big backwoods guy with a 12 gauge shotgun 
walking down the road with my dog and cat.

Uranus live a full life and had this thing where he
would go into the unfinished storage room and crawl 
through the eaves and climb down the corner of the 
house and when he wanted back in he would use the
same route he had before.

That cat hunted squirrels and Astro would tree them
then the cat would go up the tree after them..it was
quite a site.
Uranus got his vet visits and got fixed and all his
shots and the both of them were best buddies.
It didn't take long before they would curl up together.

Uranus after 6 years didn't come back inside and i didn't
think too much til the second day and went looking
for him but to no avail.
A week passed and i went out to the shed and took some
insulation from the top of the stack and there he was.
My first cat had passed away in his sleep and I was 
very sad so i showed Astro and he let out a howl.

Astro the same year met the Canine Gods as he was 
an avid car chaser....Both those critters filled my life 
with Love and Joy and it was an honor to be their
slave as they were my masters.
Anyone who has such a family knows the loss and the 
memories that hold their hearts together.

Peace, BigT