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The Saga of Oscar the Tramp who was a prince (complete with numerous fetching color photos!)
Once we humans finally showed up and (some 10,000 years ago) and began settling down with our new invention, agriculturefelines once more brilliantly adapted to a new "environment" us! Still retaining their ferocious independence (try "training" a cat!), they learned well how to create reciprocally beneficial and enjoyable relations with us "newcomers."
A few years back I had the amazing good fortune to meet a particularly evolved member of that cat sub-species. I was living at 4,000 feet, in the rural "upcountry" hills of the Hawai'i's Big Island. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps good karma ("Catma?"), but there, a cruelly-abandoned and bedraggled feline soul found his way to me. He was near-starving and well along through his nine lives, with his last perhaps ready to succumb to a horrific ear mite infestation. (Horribly enough, in tropical Hawai'i, such infestations, which burrow into and feast upon feline brains, are a major cause of feral cat death.)
On arrival, this particular soul looked so beat up, such a "tramp," I had no idea he would turn into a being of great physical beauty, as well as in every other way. His is the story of basic human kindness paid first TO a deserving feline (whom I came to call "Oscar,") but then of the many wonderful ways he far more than gave back that initial kindness to his so-called "owner."
That brings to mind the best bumper sticker of all time: "Cats don't have owners they have staff!" I became stupidly happy indeed to become Oscar's chef, valet, groomer and feline physician's assistant! Anyone who knows cats well, will resonate to and relish the saga of: Oscar the tramp who was a prince.
Once we humans finally showed up and (some 10,000 years ago) and began settling down with our new invention, agriculturefelines once more brilliantly adapted to a new "environment" us! Still retaining their ferocious independence (try "training" a cat!), they learned well how to create reciprocally beneficial and enjoyable relations with us "newcomers."
A few years back I had the amazing good fortune to meet a particularly evolved member of that cat sub-species. I was living at 4,000 feet, in the rural "upcountry" hills of the Hawai'i's Big Island. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps good karma ("Catma?"), but there, a cruelly-abandoned and bedraggled feline soul found his way to me. He was near-starving and well along through his nine lives, with his last perhaps ready to succumb to a horrific ear mite infestation. (Horribly enough, in tropical Hawai'i, such infestations, which burrow into and feast upon feline brains, are a major cause of feral cat death.)
On arrival, this particular soul looked so beat up, such a "tramp," I had no idea he would turn into a being of great physical beauty, as well as in every other way. His is the story of basic human kindness paid first TO a deserving feline (whom I came to call "Oscar,") but then of the many wonderful ways he far more than gave back that initial kindness to his so-called "owner."
That brings to mind the best bumper sticker of all time: "Cats don't have owners they have staff!" I became stupidly happy indeed to become Oscar's chef, valet, groomer and feline physician's assistant! Anyone who knows cats well, will resonate to and relish the saga of: Oscar the tramp who was a prince.
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