Precious

"Lynn, that heathen could have cooties! Don't let it

get all over you, I'll never forgive you if you smell like it."

I normally start my bike rides from the same parking lot,

9 times out of 10. It is within spittin' distance of a grain

elevator and I am hoping this handsome devil lives there.

I have never seen him in the entire bike season until just

one day not long ago. He is a huge kitty, and very very

friendly and loud!

He never stopped talking the whole time I stood there.

I did lean over the bike and pet him a bit, but I didn't want

him to try to follow me too far down the path, away from 

where I hoped he lived. 

He certainly was not afraid of the bike or me. I do see

a few regular cats on my ride. Some I know they live at

a farm house close by, and others I know are feral as they

are miles from anywhere civilized.

I'm sorry to say, this was one of my last rides this year.

I am a fair weather rider. I'm retired, I live too far from

town to bike for groceries, and like one fellow I read,

I don't have to bike to work! But, boy am I going to

miss this.

Always glad to come home to my girl, Precious, even

though she can be aloof and hidden. I got this shot

just as she slipped under the bed.

" That's it. You seen the very last (tip) of me until you say you're sorry

 for taking pictures of

  that, that, that CAT!"