A past writing, when my son’s dog Goldie was reaching her end.
I sit, back in the room, in the shadows typing on my computer waiting. My pellet gun is beside me loaded and ready. The sliders are fully open and I know they will be coming soon. I hear them off in the distance screeching there mournful hacking. Last week scored three but three of thousands will not stay off the infestation. Why? One might ask would I even make the effort, it is a hopeless task. Well, maybe because they are uninvited and uninvited guests always irk me especially when they are just plain irritating.
Have you ever had a guest steal from you? Would you not say that is irritating? These mockers come only to steal and propagate there young now somewhere hidden in lonely high nests. The scouts must have warned them as it has been 15 minutes and nothing has broached the property lines. The old dog paces by again on her lonely walk, stopping, listening but not hearing, looking but hardly seeing. Her appetite wanes and is inconsistent, so the thieving scavengers have honed in on her bowl of food.
A squirrel ventures down and takes a nibble. He is welcome, it is his right. You see he lives on the property and does his part in adding entertainment to the land owner. You smirk in arrogance that the owner is a tyrant who only cares about his pleasure, his interests, and that is exactly correct. He makes no apology. To quote Barbara Boxer, "I worked hard for this title"- Land Owner. The squirrel also falls into the category of handsome and are not the handsome and the beautiful in society the privileged? Yes, I know the squirrel did nothing to deserve such status, it just is. It was born into it but if along comes a hawk or an owl such status is no longer useful.
Two have now flown in and quickly flown away. The cat with 14 years of life left sneaks in and takes his portion. The dog now passes on her lonely walk and attacks the cat for eating her food which she has little interest in except for hording. Maybe she feels as I, uninvited guest are just irritating. I was tempted to take the cat out. Would a pellet at 20 yards change 14 years to zero? Probably not.
The little neighbor dog just stopped by for his portion. A stomp of the foot and a ‘git’ was sufficient to send him packing. Killing neighborhood dogs would not fare well for Grayquill.
The irritating guests seem to know that it is only a matter of time before the land owner must go onto other tasks as they seem to be winning the waiting game. The surrounding roads are littered here and there with road kill of dead possums, raccoons, and a cat now and then. They probably know that road kill is safer than my dog’s dog food on a Saturday morning. Oh…I hear one close…wait here, I’ll be right back, maybe the day will not be a loss. They are there watching, evaluating the risk, being their normal psychotic paranoid selves.
I’m back - nothing once again. All living creatures are safe on the mountain today.