|The 2River View||26.1 (Fall 2021)|
A Cheap Thing to Do on a Boring Weekend
Sam waits on the side porch wanting to grab shots of a hummingbird flinging to the nectar feeder, but a tail-wagging squirrel on the pecan tree makes a loud cough as if to disrupt. Sam casts his impatient glance at the noisemaker when a shadow darts to the feeder. Before he can respond the hovering bird shoots away. Shucks! He cups his hands around his mouth to make a hooting sound. The squirrel keeps coughing.
Memory of Mom’s Cat
When the sunset straddles atop the cabin like a red-faced cowboy on a bronco, Tigger scoots in through the cat door, a squirrel clamped between its jaws. It saunters to the den, where mom watches The Golden Girls, to show her the prey. “How dare you!” Mom pats her hand on the couch arm. Stunned, Tigger bolts out. In a while, it returns, crouches on the kitchen floor to sniff at its dinner plate. After one lick, it wanders to the den, rubs its arched back against mom’s shanks. When mom claps her hands, Tigger leaps onto her laps for a stroke.
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