The Take Over


For awhile we had these visitors one stayed at our place more than at home. The other one was only here occasionally.


This one would sit beneath the Bridal Wreath and just observe all that was going on in the yard.


But this one was a different story. He claimed our yard as his own. He would chase Chancy around and give him a “smacky paw” if he was close enough to him.

One day Chancy barked for me to let him in but he would not come in when I opened the door. He was standing on the sidewalk looking at me as if to say…I need help. I told him to come on if he wanted in and he just kept looking at me with sad eyes. I told him again to come on that it was okay but he would not come in.

I was about to close the door and wait awhile before seeing again if Chancy would come in when out of the corner of my eye I saw something streak by me. I looked down and there was the cat. I scooped him up quickly, opened the door, held him up high and told Chancy to come on in…he was still standing on the sidewalk. He came in while I was holding the cat. I had no idea the cat was there, he was hidden beside the steps. After that day Chancy would not go out in the yard unless I went with him.

The cat also sat on our porch a lot, chased the squirrels and climbed the bird feeder pole in our yard. I use baffles so he could not get to the birds as they were eating but he sure tried a lot.  They have now moved and I am pretty sure Chancy is very happy about that.