A Brindle Cat and a Tan Boxer
A Brindle Cat and a Tan Boxer Way back when in the early 1950s, a yellowish grey, brindle-striped cat lay sunning herself on a low limestone wall just a few feet from me alongside our house in Coconut Grove, Florida. She lay nearly motionless, with a barely perceptible shifting of her head as she watched something in the yard behind our house. Her eyes were focused like laser beams on the subject of her interest moving around behind the property where we lived. Only the very tip of her tail slightly twitched spasmodically now and then.
I was a kid back then and watched with interest and a faint hope for the possibility of witnessing some dramatic interaction between two classical animal enemies. I was not to be disappointed that day!
This particular cat was an outdoor cat. She’d wandered up one day a month earlier and the young couple who lived in the apartment behind our house made the mistake of feeding her - just once. It was the husband’s mistake since his wife h