What we remember is so interesting, what we don't
remember is even more. But todays post is not a depressing one, its actually
quite happy.
I remember living in Tennessee, at 10815 Dallas Hollow
Road, Soddy-Daisy, Tennessee, 37379. I only remember that because I had to
write it a trillion times when I made Eagle Scout. I sent invitations to every
famous world leader I could think of. I remember the large hill in our
backyard, the treehouse I built at the top of it. I remember hopping the fence
and exploring my forest beyond. I also remember our tire swing. It was a great
swing, right at the edge of a steep drop off, so when you swung you could go
over the drop, and you felt like you were so high up. It was a great swing, one
day we learned that if you twist a tire swing around in a circle, you can have
it turn you in a circle at incredible speeds. remember this one fact.
We also had a stray cat that stumbled into our lives one
day, we still to this day have one of her offspring still alive. We called her
Miss Kitty. She came to us one day while we were all playing outside, and just
walked up to us. This cat was kind of crazy, and we don't know if she was
already crazy or if it became of her adventure the day she came to us.
Remember how I said we loved to spin in our swing, well
when you spin a rope over and over again for long enough it shrinks; I, being
the eldest had an idea, the cat would probably love to spin as well. So, we
grabbed the cat put her in the tire and spun the swing as far up as we could.
On tip toes we spun it further and further, we grabbed boxes to stand on so we
could spin it more. Until arriving at some predetermined number we let her go.
The tire began to spin, and spin, and as it gained speed
and momentum it began to spin sideways, much like a cowboy spins his lasso
sideways. faster and faster the rope released its pent up energy, like a rubber
band that stretched too far and snaps. At about ten seconds into the spin, the
cat, Miss Kitty began a howl. All of us kids did not know cats howled, but let
me assure you they most defiantly do. It was hilarious to us, we could not stop
the swing it was going too fast, so we had to let it finish, the cat continued
to howl. It was humorous, as the spin continued the sound came and went, louder
and the softer. We were rolling on the ground holding our sides to keep them
from bursting.
Eventually the tire winded as it was came to a stop. We
expected the cat to leap out and run for the hills, but nothing happened. We
approached the tire cautiously, cats are known to be vicious and a scratch can
be really painful. the cat seemed to be asleep with its eyes open. I would have
thought it to be dead if not for the heavy breathing. We picked her up
carefully and tossed her onto the grass, again to avoid a scratch. the cat
began to walk, but it wasn't really walking. It was more akin to a drunken
sailor, coming back to his ship after a heavy night of drinking. After about a
minute of trying, she just lay down and stayed there for close to ten minutes.
The cat never left us, and in a day or two we ended up
adopting her, and had the cat until later some animal most likely ate her. RIP
Miss Kitty, you gave us much joy, and a kitten that has clung to life like it
was a cookie. Merry, I will write about her at some time.
Again, it's funny the stuff we remember, and I remember
that cat well. See what I did there, the title is a song from the musical cats, about a post detailing a cat. Clever right?
Hope today is amazing,
austininva
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