Bonnie and Clyde were two fur-persons who had
allowed me to cohabitate with them for over 8 years. They were the best of
friends, they both entertained me and we had a good life. Then one day - a
routine trip to the vet - we learned that Clyde had liver cancer. Liver cancer
is fatal to cats and the recommendation was to let Clyde go to sleep rather than
to prolong the suffering he would have to endure. It was with very sad hearts
that Bonnie and I went home without him.
That was a very sad day! Some people may think it is foolish to cry over a cat
but I cried over losing Clyde and Bonnie cried with me. I knew I could turn my
sorrows over to Jesus; and in time the pain was less. Bonnie only had me to
comfort her and she cried and cried. She was so lonesome.
At the urgings of some people I love, I made the decision to try to get another
kitty so Bonnie wouldn't be so lonely. I put my name in a few places to adopt a
kitty. He was to be the color of marmalade and we wanted a boy.
That is how Dundee came into our lives. It wasn't an instant success! One sniff
through the door of the carrier and my sedate, ladylike little kitty became a
hissing, cursing, growling, snarling, ball of rage! Whew! If I had talked like
that my mother would have had me spitting soap bubbles. I never heard a cat let
out such sounds and poor Dundee was so frightened! Only God could help these two
become friends.
And that is what I did; I took the problem of Bonnie and Dundee to God. Several
of my friends were praying for peace between them, too. God, who sees even the
little sparrows, would care about this problem.
Day 1. Dundee refused to come out of the little room where we had put his
feeding station and litter box. No amount of coaxing would convince him to come
out and meet that hissing creature that kept sticking her nose in through the
cat door and reminding him he was unwelcome.
Day 2. Dundee came out of his room. Apparently he had decided to face that
hissing, growling, snarling ball of rage on its own turf. He began to run and
play - with all the abandon of a youth who hasn't yet learned the limits
expected of him.
Day 3. Bonnie ate her breakfast on one side of the kitchen and Dundee ate his on
the other side of the room. Progress! Before Bonnie wouldn't eat if he was
anywhere around. When they were done they started off together and Dundee batted
Bonnie on her backside. DUNDEE! Show some respect!!! Bonnie didn't hiss. That
night Dundee decided to share our bed rather than sleeping in his room. Bonnie
didn't hiss. Again.
Day 4. Bonnie and Dundee are playing chase and Bonnie is starting to enjoy this
little upstart.
Day 5. Bonnie and Dundee ate their breakfast out of the same bowl and each has
tried out the other's litter box. Nothing is safe from this little dynamo that
has entered our lives. He plays with the chain on the ceiling fan and can either
turn it off or on.
Day 6. Dundee has chosen a new sleeping place. The dollhouse! Also he got
introduced to the cleaning lady. It was love at first sight for them both.
Dundee got evicted from the room she was cleaning. Both Dundee and Bonnie were
so weary afterwards that they slept through dinner.
Day 7. Either we are having an earthquake epicentered in our front room or
Dundee has been somewhere else he isn't supposed to be. The hanging plant is
swinging. But things are peaceful at our house now.
God truly does care about the little things in our lives. Kitties that don't get
along? No problem. Just leave it with God. As the song goes "His eye is on the
sparrow and I know he watches me." I am glad we serve such an Awesome God.
Wynona Gordon
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