Who Dunnit

The Queen has ascended her throne. Long live the Queen!

Well I told you that the time would come when she could leap tall furniture in a single bound. She came, she saw, she conquered. And she says thanks for upholstering the chair long ago in anticipation of her coppery tones.

Truth is, I think for the moment she’s forgotten that she has this superpower. I don’t intend to remind her, and the chair that has been in the family for a century now contains only my relatively indestructible (he says) Carhartt jacket and pants that will ostensibly survive a minute of mastication and live to tell the story.

Speaking of stories: we had a momentary mystery yesterday.

I was busy in the kitchen when I heard Gandy growl. She never growls. I went to investigate, and found her sitting at high alert at the top of the step that drops into the front room where my desk and computer, the love seat and coppery chair and the wood stove live. She was disturbed by something she was seeing in that room.

Lo and behold, SOMEBODY had pulled over the wicker basket full of twigs and kindling, and the contents had spilled across the carpet. And I would have never known, had she not been vigilant, to warn me of this terrible crime.

The investigation continues.

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Published by fred

Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.

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6 Comments

  1. I can’t believe how BIG she’s grown in just 3.5 weeks.

    ps: The CAT done it. Honest.

  2. Great post. Little Miss Mischief!! thanks so much for bringing her along last night. That was a huge treat.

  3. I love these stories and how you tell them. I guess that’s what keeps me coming back. Keep them coming with as much regularity as you have time for … please.

    She IS a beautiful creature Fred. She goes so well with the chair fabric colors. I am continually amazed at our pup’s speedy growth and development. I’m glad humans don’t grow with the same speed. We would have run out of space on the planet long ago.

  4. Wonderful photo! Wonderful story! Fred, I hope you’ll compile your animal tales (tails?) someday. And yes, she’s grown incredibly, but still…that beautiful, intelligent face.

  5. Oh, she’s just adorable. I was thinking mice (the kind that have been tearing up what they can around our house lately) until I read “wicker basket full of twigs and kindling…” Must be a much larger ghost lurking there. 😉

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