The Medina sentinel. [volume] (Medina, Ohio) 1888-1961, 1919-11-07
EDITOR.
LITERARY
Story of Ny Life as Told by
Bow Meow

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We were all yellow in color with nice
bright hair which the mistress called
/ orange. My mistress thought great
/ deal Of us and no other cats ever re-
ceived better care. We were fed only
I the choicest Of things as we were An
CORA cats Of the Royal Strain. It is
a great honor to belong to the Royal
Strain and to be the son of a Blue
Ribbon cat and have real pedigree.
AS soon as we were old enough we
weer allowed salmon once a week, and
we always looked forward to Sunday.
There were two young ladies that
used to very near worry the life out
of us. Some folks seem to thing that
a cat likes to be Rugged and kissed
or whirled around by the tail as
though it was handle. really do
believe that is what some people think
it is. At least they act that way.
When I was about six weeks old a
relative Of my mistress came and
took me home with her. Here I
found big brother of mine already
living. We had fine times rolling and
tumbling around or playing hide and
seek. The big cats name was Arrow
and so they named me Bow to 60 with
the Arrow. We were inseparable
comrades and one never thought of
eating his meal unless the other one
was right there.
One day my mistress said we must
have a bath, She took Arrow first.
He was dipped in warm water and
scrubbed with brush and soap until
he was almost dead and then he was
wrapped in warm towel and dried.
He was held before hot gas fire until
he tainted and the mistress had to
axe him out doors to revive him. By
that time she felt rather nervous SO
she gave me a lick and promise,
which was enough nevertheless.
Then one day we were popped into
sack and given long ride in some
kind of an awful thing that made
horrible noise. 1t alomst made me
crazy, but Arrow said to never mind
as we would soon be take out of the
sack. l nearly smothered.
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stop and were let out of the bag, much
to my relief. But oh, what change!
There were simply miles and miles of
green fields and trees by the dozens.
And there were funny little birds that
walked around on two legs. And last
but not least, there were queer ami
mails that smelled like cats but did not
look at all like any / knew of. I
learned later they are called Common
Cats and do not go to fairs and take
prizes like we do, but stay out in the
barn and work for their living if they
want to live. | tried to catch the
birds but my mistress always kept
watch and gave me a whipping if I
tried to catch one. ! can't see why for
Spot said they were Of fine flavor and
tender, and he ought to know for he
tried them.
Here we had great times. We could
climb trees all day or run in the gar
den between the rows of corn And
there were always lots of mice to be
eaten. Arrow and I always ate one
to sharpen our appetite for breakfast.
which was generally real cows milk,
luxury not often had in the city.
However, we always had TO be in the
house by dark as the night air was not
good for our voices.
Everybody wanted to look at us un-
I'll they are glad to let me 60 again.
took to whipping us if stranger
took us up to pet us. So now no one
gets me if I can help it. Once in a
while my mistress will let me see
some noted person, but when she does
/ am so scared I claw and scratch un-
ii lthey are glad To let me go again.
Every Sunday we were taken on
long walks to the woods. Arrow was
a great Jumper and could jump with
grace any stream around. One day I
tried to follow him and l fell right
in the middle of the stream and would
have drowned had not my mistress
rescued me and taken me to the
house and dried me.
After time we were taken back
to town. Here all our fun came to an
end. We had been there only few
days when an auto came along and a
man jumped out and took Arrow. Be-
/ fore | could do anything he was gone
and | have never seen him since. |
cried for days but it did no good and
he never came back though / hunted
and called for him high and low.
After few of the loneliest weeks
of my life ] was sent back to the
country for vacation where I found
chum in big yellow cat named
King. He had Just lost his playmate,
/, Theodore, in an auto accident and SO
we were united in grief. After a
time / became happy again and soon
King and ] were playing together. In
couple Of weeks was taken back
to town, but ! became SO sick ant
lonesome my master and mistress sale
I might 60 back TO the country anl
regain my health and my beautiful
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