THE CONCLUSION TO "OLIVER, OUR SECURITY CAT!"
After a long, much needed rest, as seen above (boy was he sacked!), Oliver promptly returned to his extremely important position as our security kitty. What in the world could he have possibility missed during his time away?!? A squirrel? ... A raccoon? An opossum? ... A bear? - oh, wait, nope, that's not possible! LOL. Maybe he's anxiously awaiting the love of his life, another lovely feline of the female persuasion, with a silky stripped coat just like himself? Or perhaps he is so intently interested in the daily arrival of the mailman, with his loud whistling and strong smell of husky cologne? Only time, and A LOT of carefully executed, sneaky investigation would tell.
With so many options, it was hard to figure out what our little dedicated furry man was sooo overly intrigued with! And, I have to say, that following several very obvious "front door attacks," complete with scratching and some very loud thumps, which quite frankly scared me half to death and left our security detail extremely frazzled as well, we (mom & dad, i.e., John and I) were just as dedicated to solving the mystery as Oliver!
Oliver, went on a 24 hour watch, obsessed with discovering & eliminating the unknown assailant, he tried a variety of different tactics, including keeping his sister on the payroll (we are thinking stipends of cat nip) as the eyes from the sky, ... well, the upper window, but hey, what other option does a cat have?!?
It was very clear when the suspect was in close vicinity, as Olly would start huffing and puffing, ... snorting so much that he would get himself worked into a kitty frenzy! Perhaps if he positions himself as close to the ground as humanly, um, cattly possible? Looking like a pancake, a furry one at that, the concept did not pan out - no pun intended! LOL.
Now, I must tell you that during Oliver's time on duty, we were becoming equally as invested in determining what in the world was causing such a ruckus! Especially following the second round of attacks, which sounded like the police were going to knock down our door ... although, the cops tend not to put their claws under the door jam and scratch ... or do they? At any rate, Oliver's fur was flying, and his tail became so fluffed up that it looked like his brother's, Gus, ... whom has a tail that could put any raccoon's notoriously puffy tail to shame!
So, on one very lucky evening, the creature returned, sending Oliver into alarm mode. At this point we were convinced that it was one of our neighborhood raccoons. We have a family of raccoons, whom live in the tree across the driveway, and they especially enjoy climbing the tree next to our townhome, which allows them to hang out on our roof ... don't ask, I have no clue as to why, but they do. But, when they leave, they line up and climb down the tree one and by one, which is located very close to our front door. We were sure that one of these big brute like characters were the suspected meanies that were aggravating our little, well, okay, big, Olly Oll.
With Oliver and the other two cats prepared for kitty battle, John and I flew into action, ... as I flipped on the outside light, John positioned himself at the window in the upstairs front bedroom in order to get a full view of the highly anticipated, long awaited answer to our big question, "Why has Oliver made it his life's work to be our security cat?" Now, considering the aggressiveness of these "attacks" we were surely going to see something big, something, scary, .. Right?!?
NOPE! As John's gaze shifted downwards towards our front door stoop, his eyes focused on a little black cat whom was happily rolling around on our mat and against our front door! In fact, the little black kitty, the supposedly "huge threat" that had been posed to our nearly 15 pound cat, was the neighbor's extremely loving and friendly feline, who just wanted to make a new friend! In fact, as it turns out, Simon (the little black cat), had been paying visits to other resident's front stoops as well! At least any of the homes that have cats on the other side of the respective door!
Oliver still keeps his post covered most days, and he actually appears to become somewhat distressed when Simon does not show. While they still have yet to meet face to face, they most certainly know each other's scent! Perhaps one day, Oliver may have a playmate! LOL.
But, until that day comes, at least Oliver can get a peaceful good night's rest!
