The slide says it is 1974 so by looking at the size of the cat this was the year we got our cat Spooky.
We had Spooky the cat for quite a long time and we learned quite a bit from her.
We learned about birth and that cats eat the after birth. YUCK!!!
We learned how fun kittens are and that Momma cats teach the kittens how to hunt.
Spooky only killed birds to train her kittens. It was fun to watch her students all crouch down and hide as they studied their mothers movements as she went in for the kill.
We learned that for some life was short and that sometimes the kindest thing you could do was really hard to do.
I specifically remember a young kitten that was going to die.
I don't remember the details why. If it had been stepped on, of a dog had mauled it or if was just the runt and couldn't fiend for itself.
One evening my brothers and I saw our Dad talking softly to our Mother.
We also noticed that he was holding a gun.
Seeing the gun we immediately ran over to see what was going on.
That is when we saw the kitten in my Dads hand.
Our parents told us how the kitten wasn't going to make it and that the kindest thing to do was to stop its suffering.
We could see it struggle while our Dad held it.
We were young.
We pleaded for one more day. One more night.
When we woke up and went to check on the kitten we found it dead.
We felt awful.
Dad had us bury the cat and we learned a hard lesson that day.
I don't remember what happened to Spooky but I know she lived a long time.
She was a good cat.