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Tuesday’s Tails. #28
A very good morning to everyone on this bright and beautiful Tuesday! I do hope this finds you all healthy and happy this morning and looking forward to your day. It is a lovely, sunny morning, but the weather has changed the last couple of days. It’s cooling off now, with a temp of 36F (2C) this morning and a fairly strong wind which is making it feel even cooler. The last 2 nights have been rather interesting. I mentioned yesterday about the bear coming around again on Saturday night. I wanted to leave Sunday night for today since it fits with Tuesday’s Tails nicely.
Sunday night around 9:30 there was a noise on the deck so Muffin woke up and went to look, but she backed away hiding behind the drapes. So I looked. That big 500lb bear was standing on the railing of the deck and reaching over with his paw to get at the seed shells on the feeder! That’s all that was left on the feeder, just shells. But he still couldn’t reach all the way, so he started to climb up onto that arm of the feeder pole to go out onto the feeder! I did build it strong, but it’s not going to hold that big bear. So I started banging on the window.
He looked back at me but kept on going. I banged some more and waved my arms at him. He looked, then decided to come down and walked slowly off the deck. He’s a rather large bear, so I guess he figures it’s not necessary to walk fast. Oh well, he left, that’s the main thing. Later I noticed Muffin hiding again, so figured the bear was back. I looked outside and sure enough, there was a bear, but not the same one, this was the one that has that huge head that I have mentioned before. This one is also big, but not as big as the other one. Great.
This one lay down on the deck licking up the seed shells. Kind of lazy type bear. While Muffin and I are watching this, another bear comes up on the deck, the same size as the one that’s already there. Great, there’s going to be a bear fight on my deck. But that didn’t happen, they got along very well licking up the seed shells, knocked over my one feeder that just sits on boxes on the deck. One decided to pick it up and walk away with it. That was too much so I opened the door and yelled at those two. He dropped the feeder and they both left, more quickly than the first one.
No more problems that night. Last night Muffin and I are sleeping peacefully and we are awakened with loud roaring and growling outside, quite scary sounding really. We went to look, though Muffin just peaked around the drapes. Two bears were fighting outside, not on the deck, but on the ground by the deck. It was hard to tell which 2 bears it was, but one gave up and ran off. The other one stayed around for a bit looking for food on the ground. There was nothing on the deck, I had cleaned it up very well when I brought the feeders in for the night.
Perhaps the bears sense the storm coming, so they are desperately trying to get as much food as possible before heading to their dens for hibernation. It’s too bad they were fighting on the ground, no way to get pictures down there, just too dark, my deck is 6 feet above the ground and blocks the light from getting down there. The fight didn’t last long anyway, but it was cool to see, from the safety of indoors. At least I think it’s safe in here. Though they could easily get in if they wanted to do so.
Oh well, hopefully they will soon be hibernating. Right now it’s a beautiful day, but not much bird activity. Have a beautiful day everyone and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
©Steve McLeod.
The Investigators, Inc. The Lost Doll. Chapter 11.
While all this has been happening…Muffin had sent another distress signal, after she was shot, this time to Baldwin. His phone lit up and he looked at Muffin’s message, “Meow,meow.=I shot, dying. Annelie, Jennifer kidnapped. My human back to nowhere. He dying too.” Baldwin was having his breakfast and had just taken a sip of his coffee. His butler had entered and asked, “would you like some more coffee sir?” That was just as Baldwin read the first part of the message and he spit out his mouthful of coffee, hitting his butler! “Shall I take that as a no sir?”, asked the butler.
“Get my jet ready, I’m going,” yelled out Baldwin, “plus I want crew B with me.” “When do you want it ready for sir?”, asked the butler. “Right now!”, yelled Baldwin and ran down to get his suitcase. He was back in less than a minute since he always kept it packed. “The car is waiting for you sir,” said the butler. “Good,” said Baldwin, “by the way, why are you all wet?” “A quick shower sir,” said the butler calmly.
“Oh,” said Baldwin, “well, next time dry yourself before getting dressed.” “Yes sir, I shall do that, thank you sir,” he said. As Baldwin was driving off he thought to himself, “he’s a good butler, but a bit strange at times.” As the butler closed the door he thought to himself, “he’s a good man to work for, but he is a bit strange at times.”
Now back to us and a bit more serious situation… Annelie looked at Kat. “It’s her heart,” she said to Jennifer, “let’s get her on the bed.” “Rock, come here,” said Jennifer. Rock was at the door watching the hallway. “Lift Kat onto the bed for us,” said Jennifer. Rock did so very gently, not knowing what was wrong with her. “What’s the problem?”, he asked. “It’s her heart,” said Annelie, “it’s just been too much action for her right now.” Then Annelie gave the needle to Jennifer to give me which she did. Then she told Jennifer to get my medicine out of her bag, but not to give it to me just yet.
“Kat’s heart stopped!”, called out Annelie and she tried to get it going again. “Good, it’s working, but weak,” said Annelie, “okay you cats, get over here and start purring as loud as you can.” She positioned both cats where they would be the best help. Kat opened her eyes and spoke weakly to Jennifer to come closer, which she did, and Kat whispered something to her. “Muffin, stand up and start kneading,” said Annelie. So she did right away. “Okay Jennifer,” said Annelie, “give Steve his medicine.” Jennifer was a bit nervous, but her hands were steady as she gave me the needle while Annelie watched, but still keeping an eye on Kat. Rock was back at the door watching the hallway when there was knocking at the front door of the house.
“I better check on that,” said Rock. “M.C., you go with Rock and watch from a safe spot,” Jennifer told him. Meow.=Yep, I be extra careful. And off the two went to see who was at the door. Meow,meow.=Can’t do kneading anymore, I very tired, and sore. “That’s okay Muffin, I’ll do it now,” said Annelie. After a couple of hours I was awake and feeling much better, but still rather tired. Kat was lying on the bed beside me, she opened her eyes as I started moving around. “How do you feel Steve?”, asked Kat. “Okay I guess,” I said, “but my head is still swirling a bit.” “That should pass quickly enough,” said Annelie.
Kat got up and asked if anyone was hungry. Meow!=Want pancakes, want pancakes! Meow,meow!=Me too, me too! Everyone laughed. “And don’t forget, lots of bacon!,” added Rock. “Um, where’s Jennifer?”, I asked. Everyone looked at each other. “Annelie and I will get busy with the pancakes and bacon,” said Kat, “Rock can fill you in on what has been happening.” Off they went with the cats, leaving Rock and I alone. “Everything happened rather fast Steve,” Rock began, “Kat’s heart stopped so Annelie and Jennifer were looking after the two of you. Then there was a knock at the door, but no one was there when M.C. and I went to check.
Obviously they wanted to get me away from the door. While we were gone, someone came by and quickly shot, but Jennifer saw them in time and she threw herself on Kat. The shooter got her instead of Kat, but Muffin got the shooter. Another man got away. Obviously they wanted to kill Kat, but they killed Jennifer instead.” Now my head was really swirling. What is going on here anyway? Rock told me other things that had happened too. He also said they had called an ambulance to pick up Jennifer’s body. We walk slowly to the kitchen while I try to digest all that has been going on while I was out. Looking for a lost doll has turned into a nightmare.
To Be Continued.
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