(photo by Scott Eberly)
Here’s our dog, Apollo, our cat, Raul, and the poor chipmunk, a victim of an unfortunate accident, or being in the wrong place at the wrong time, that is, Raul’s line of sight.
Raul loves to chase chipmunks, field mice, voles, whatever is in range. He’ll sit in the yard, motionless, all 9.5 pounds of him (he’s a skinny little thing), as if in meditation and then, suddenly, he’s off, across the yard, up and around a tree, through the bushes and the flowers, almost flying he’s so fast. Raul’s such a sweet little cat that I have a hard time reconciling his killer instinct, but for him it’s not the goal, but the journey, and the chase is everything.
My husband, Scott, who had just let the Raul out en route to walking Apollo, was sitting on the porch, putting on his sandals when he saw Raul approach Apollo with a chipmunk in his mouth as if he were taunting him. Scott couldn’t get his phone out of his pocket fast enough to get that photo, but he got this follow-up, Apollo investigating the random massacre while Raul, Special Forces Operative One, walked away.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, what are yours? I’ll give away a copy of one of my books, choice of paperback or kindle version, to the best photo caption, either:
or Six Sisters
Here’s my caption to get you started: “Dude, what have you done?!”
I’ll run it for a week — all in good fun — unless you’re the chipmunk and then nothing is funny anymore.
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there!