Angel from San Marcos
by My Way Ranch
Who messed up the ribbon? Not me.
One year ago today, Angel accidentally got out and a mean, evil person did something terrible (may the same fate greet him on judgement day).
Angel was a barn cat with a nasty disposition as a kitten. I was persistent. We finally became friends, and oh, what a friend she was! Her best buddy was Little Bit, now they're together again and I'm jealous. I miss them both so much.
When Angel was 2 yrs old, she saved my life, twice. The first time, the garden hose was caught around the wood pile. I reached down to grab it, Angel flew outta nowhere and grabbed a rattlesnake by it's head, a foot from my hand.
They tussled, Angel disappeared. Four days later, Dr Mike, the vet, was checking a mare in foal when Angel walked up. We realized she was sick so the doctor took her back to his clinic.
She was there 8 days total, critical for 6 days, IV's, oxygen, everything. Several days later, Angel was recovering at home, inside, when she ran up to me biting my feet and meowing loudly.
I followed her to the dog's water bowl and there was a coral snake (red touches yellow kills a fellow). Angel was never allowed outside after that.
I miss you, My Pretty Girl.