Frank Paynter posted an interesting lost cat story on Ronni Bennett's "THE ELDER STORY TELLING PLACE". It reminded me of this long ago happening.
Many years ago, when my husband and I bought our first, small house, we had a large lot with deep,Georgia, pine woods behind it.
Our tom cat, named "Tom" was a few years old back then and we let him out to have free reign of the woods while we were away at work.
When we returned in the late afternoon, early evening, it did no good to simply call "Here kitty kitty'. "Here Tom. Come"
Since we had no children back then we had spoiled our jet black tom cat by, (you won't believe this) thawing frozen fish and feeding it to him.
If it was not completely thawed we would cut the pieces with a sharp knife on a wooden cutting board. This made a high pitched screeching sound. Scrape, scrape the sound reverberated through the back yard as we stood on the patio and called.
Alerted by the delicious sound, like a bat out of hell,Tom appeared from the woods, jumped the fence and followed us inside for his "fish supper"
Many times afterwards we "called" Tom by simply scraping the empty wooden cutting board.
Dirty trick, I suppose, but it worked
5 comments:
lol Chancy!! Good one!!! Our cats came running at the sound of a can opener.
And my cats run at the sound of the dry food rattling in it's container.
We can get our cat rushing towards the kitchen by shaking the dry food box.
Once I caught another cat licking a steak that was out on the kitchen counter to defrost. He was just acting like this was beef steak ice-cream for kitties ;)
lol.. poor Tom.. ruled by his stomach (like so many of us) :-)
We've trained cats to come to the sound of the dry food in the box. No fools, it is a dinner bell to them.
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