August 9: Flash Fiction Challenge
SAD CAT DIARY: WILDLIFE EDITION
The mountain lion came up to the forest’s edge drawn by the scent of food. She peered from the woods at a flock of livestock in a nearby pasture.
One of those sheep could feed me and my little ones for a week, the mountain lion thought as she longed for the forbidden sustenance, but if I take one, the humans will come after me and kill me! I only want one, the lion moped, and they have so many, it isn’t fair.
The dejected feline slouched in defeat. Why must the humans be so cruel? she wondered piteously.
Robert Kirkendall 
A sad cat tale, indeed, Robert. It reminds me of the one I saw loping down the trail I was going up. It veered and I have vivid memories of how golden tawny it was.
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Mountain lions are all around where I live, occasionally one wanders into town, one was even spotted in San Francisco.
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That would be a sight — a mountain lion in San Francisco!
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It was spotted near Ocean Beach, probably came up the Peninsula. That would have been something if it made it all the way into the financial district. 😀
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Ha! That would have been! There’s a sad ballad about a big cat on the coast that Dave Stamey Sings (Southcoast) and a neat article about the woman who wrote the original poem: http://wcreynolds.com/images/writings/Southcoast.pdf
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Aw. I love this. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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My pleasure! 🙂
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