A day with Sherbert

As some of you know, i just lost my soul bonded cat not to long ago. I have been dreaming of him lately and thinking back on his life. This is just one of the many days i spent with him.

One summer day when Sherbert was a year old, We went out to weed the garden. I weeded, he stalked and brought me moles. After a bit Sherbert lay down next to me as I worked. I noticed him twisting his head about, flicking his ears in weird directions, finally he seemed to stop and stare into space a moment before jumping up and running off in the direction he was staring. I saw his tail above the grass as he vanished around some trees and into a Tobacco field. Not really worries since Sherbert never really left my range, I continued weeding, when I looked up i saw him walking down the path from the woods with something in his mouth. When he got close enough I noticed it was a long haired solid grey kitten about 8 - 10 weeks old he had by the scruff. Someone had dumped it on the dead end road. Sherbert carefully put the kitten on the ground and proceeded to groom it from head to tail, then carried him inside. For months Sherbert washed, fed, played with and slept with this kitten. (we named him Randy), until we were able to find him a permanent home. Randy was one of many fosters that came and went through our house.

Many were born there when we took in a pregnant cat, Sherbert always seemed to like to clean them as they were born and became the default babysitter when mom cats just had to have time out.