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True story:
The old lady up the street and over a piece from us still lives on maybe 2 acres of former farm/ranch property.
She had live stock, and had a really mean rooster.
We have an even meaner cat Meiko.
Vet swears Meiko could bite through a broomstick and snap it.
Straight razor totin' Tomcat. Fangs like ice picks, can't close his mouth all the way.
Freak of nature, Coyote smart, brutally tough housecat that is good to the kids.
Daughter holds him while he's purring and when she squeezes him it sounds like cat bag pipes.
Only she and the wife can hold him.
She got him from a little girl selling kittens in front of the Parker Az. Safeway.
Best five bucks we ever spent.
The cat follows the wife around the neighborhood on her walks and to the cluster mailboxes. Has the big mean cat gate when he walks. Poker face with giant shoulder blades moving up and down.
People driving by slow down and point and tell the wife: "their's a cat following you!"
-" Yea,, we know it,, we know it " we tell them.
The kids have to take a long way around the ladys little farm when walking past because her Rooster is so mean and aggressive with spurs. Our cat often follows them too.
The old lady is raising her grand daughter Sarah, who is sweet on my son.
Son carries the paddle from our boat for defense in case the Rooster attacks him when he goes up to visit.
He's whacked it a few times.
Hadn't heard the rooster in a while.
Used to crow about this time every morning.
Meiko the cat drug what may have been that rooster home one day last week, not 100% certain it's was it, but left what he didn't eat of it left next to the trash cans.