The Wearing of the Green

A walk down memory lane for Angel.....

When he first came to stay with us we would take him out to the garden for a few minutes - of course, with close supervision to ensure he didn't sneak off. He had two favorite spots - one was in the cat mint (which is now brought inside for the "boys") and the other was in the midst of the Bishop's Goutweed at the side of the house. This is Mama Bear's favorite photo of Angel and sits on the bookshelf by her bed. Angel's green eyes really stand out here against the green/white foliage.

These days Angel stays inside. He lost his outdoor privileges about two years ago when he slipped out the front door and decided he wasn't coming back inside. When Mama Bear bent down to pick him up, he hissed and growled. So younger son was sent out to bring in Angel. No luck here - as soon as younger son reached down, Angel showed him quickly that cat teeth can really hurt when they are sunk into a hand. That was also the end of any other willing volunteers to bring in Angel. Mama Bear had to go back into the house and get the oven mitts for protection before attempting to "recapture" Angel. Fortunately the mitts were heavy enough to withstand the onslaught of bites as Angel made it clear he wanted to stay outside. Once he was back safe inside, the bad attitude quickly disappeared - but so did Mama Bear's willingness to let him outside again.