Fish net time.
Linda Fortune
Author of Regal: An Intimate View of One Magnificent Feline
Plan A: Fish net time.
Welcome,
Feeling some heaviness of heart, I headed to Margie’s the very next morning as it was Saturday and D-Day. I had borrowed a fish net from a friend and Plan A was in effect. I would use the fish net to catch Tux. If that proved to be unsuccessful, Plan B would be initiated. Plan B was to have Ardine, another of Margie’s dear friends, come over and, between the two of us, we would catch Tux.
With fish net in hand, I approached Tux who, for the first time, was curled up under the couch when I entered the house. I surmised that she must have sensed something was up. Having greeted Millie and Tux, I proceeded to gently slide the net along the bottom of the couch seat with the hope of getting it over Tux before quickly lowering it and catching her. Well, I’m sure you can imagine what happened. Tux, being on high alert, was fast, and was not going to tolerate this intrusion into her space. She immediately bolted and ran upstairs.
Ok, stop it! I know you are chuckling with the mental image of me following Tux upstairs, trying to nab her under the bed, only to follow her downstairs and doing the ‘under the couch’ routine. Upstairs under the bed, downstairs under the couch. Upstairs under the bed, downstairs under the couch. Upstairs, downstairs so it went. Your mental picture is, I am sure, very amusing and at my expense might I add. Tux was very alert, swift, and always easily escaped my efforts to place the fish net over her body.
Finally, realizing that I needed reinforcements, Plan B was initiated with a call to Ardine. “Help!”
Next entry: Plan B and Tux surprises us all!!!
Blessings, Linda
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