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Faithful

At times, he was infamous; indeed, in some locations we lived in, he had a sort of fame. He was a large gray Canadian cat who claimed me while he was a kitten. Kicked out of the litter early, he’d been bustling around Ottowa’s Lyon Street for weeks when I met him. The scrappy brat was tiny but had acquired local fame for beating up much larger felines and dogs. Terrorizing two hoods who thought they could abuse a cute kitten was what brought him to the attention of the neighborhood. Backing him into an alley was their first mistake. He had dashed between their legs and, soon, had them trapped. According to accounts I heard afterward, their emphatic cries for help went unanswered. And the neighbors enjoyed the volte-face situation of the two punks screaming for help.

After he condescended to reside with me, the neighbors filled me in on his activities. Soon, there was a growing compendium of stories. Fights against larger cats and dogs and thefts of food. We named him Clancy after the song Clancy Lowered The Boom. It somehow seemed appropriate.

He lived for over fifteen years and kept me well-disciplined. Among his notable achievements was the bloody apprehension of a burglar in the loft building where I held a studio. The burglar was found by the police in a bathroom, on the toilet, and he was feverishly begging for someone to please take the cat away.

We nicknamed him The Grey Menace, and his motto could have been, “faithful to a friend. A terror to an enemy.”

35 Replies to “Faithful”

  1. Oh my goodness, I need to know more about the burglar story! That’s so funny! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

      1. Oh my word! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 That is the best cat story I’ve ever heard in my life! The fact that the burglar was the one who called the police makes it even funnier!

    1. Yes, Clancy was unique, very faithful and loving to friends, and a terrible enemy to have. Many of my friends from undergrad and grad school have fond, and not so fond recollections of him.
      Judy, after a run of abysmal relationships I realized one night that he’d disliked all the worst ones. I started using him as a test panel of girlfriends. when he met my darling wife he literally jumped into her lap purring…of course I had to marry her – he would have killed me otherwise.

      1. Aw..a lovely story. Hope you have expanded it and if so, I’d like to see it. This is your prompt!!!I’ll tell you mine if you’ll tell me yours.

      1. I’d have been happy to do his portrait. Here are two of my cats: Jack frost (cover) and Klingon (back cover). This is just the only way I could find to show your a couple of my cat portraits. I loved drawing and writing about my cats. https://www.amazon.com/Cats-Ive-Known-Martha-Kennedy/dp/1720688389/ref=sr_1_1?crid=KJPK88WUA84E&keywords=cats+I%27ve+known+Martha+Kennedy&qid=1699754079&sprefix=cats+i%27ve+known+martha+kennedy%2Caps%2C115&sr=8-1

    1. Thanks, but getting the cats to agree to the contract has been an issue. They no longer accept payment in catnip…there’s been discussion of bitcoin payments.

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