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- Kitten thinking
- Cat looking over a wall
- Cat having a stretch
- Cat in tree
Cat in tree - Cat sleeping in its bed
- Kitten with paw up
- Cat on an old book
Cat on an old book - Cat having a good yawn
- Cat going down stairs
- Cat looking at the moon
- Affection
Affection - Cat licking its paw
- Cat Eating
- Two cats
Two cats - Cat sitting on some cloth
Cat sitting on some cloth - Cat looking back
- Cat cleaning itself
Cat cleaning itself - Two cats running
Two cats running - Cat stalking a bird
- Two kittens playing
- Rolling on the crimson rug
- The Cat and the Knocker
When you see Puss seated by the fireside, blinking her eyes, and looking very wise, you may often ask, “I wonder what she can be thinking about.” Just then, probably, she is thinking about nothing at all; but if you were to turn her out of doors into the cold, and shut the door in her face, she would instantly begin to think, “How can I best get in again?” And she would run round and round the house, trying to find a door or window open by which she might re-enter it. I once heard of a cat which exerted a considerable amount of reason under these very circumstances. The house is situated in the country, and there is a door with a small porch opening on a flower-garden. Very often when this door was shut, little Deb was left outside; and on such occasions she used to mew as loudly as she could to beg for admittance. Occasionally she was not heard; but instead of running away, and trying to find some other home, she used patiently to ensconce herself in a corner of the window-sill, and wait till some person came to the house, who, on knocking at the door, found immediate attention. Many a day, no doubt, little Deb sat there on the window-sill and watched this proceeding, gazing at the knocker, and wondering what it had to do with getting the door open. A month passed away, and little Deb grew from a kitten into a full-sized cat. Many a weary hour was passed in her corner. At length Deb arrived at the conclusion that if she could manage to make the knocker sound a rap-a-tap-tap on the door, the noise would summon the servant, and she would gain admittance as well as the guests who came to the house. One day Deb had been shut out, when Mary, the maidservant, who was sitting industriously stitching away, heard a rap-a-tap at the front door, announcing the arrival, as she supposed, of a visitor. Putting down her work, she hurried to the door and lifted the latch; but no one was there except Deb, who at that moment leaped off the window-sill and entered the house. Mary looked along the road, up and down on either side, thinking that some person must have knocked and gone away; but no one was in sight. The following day the same thing happened, but it occurred several times before any one suspected that Deb could possibly have lifted the knocker. At length Mary told her mistress what she suspected, and one of the family hid in the shrubbery to watch Deb’s proceedings. Deb was allowed to run out in the garden, and the door was closed. After a time the little creature was seen to climb up on the window-sill, and then to rear herself on her hind-feet, in an oblique position at the full stretch of her body, when, steadying herself with one front paw, with the other she raised the knocker; and Mary, who was on the watch, instantly ran to the door and let her in. Deb’s knock now became as well-known to the servant as that of any other member of the family, and, no doubt to her great satisfaction, it usually met with prompt attention. [Edited slightly] - Tiger
- She passed deliciously dreamy days
- Snooks
- The Cat and the Frog
I have an instance of a still stranger friendship to mention. The servants of a country-house—and I am sure that they were kind people—had enticed a frog from its hole by giving it food. As winter drew on, Froggy every evening made its way to the kitchen hearth before a blazing fire, which it found much more comfortable than its own dark abode out in the yard. Another occupant of the hearth was a favourite old cat, which at first, I daresay, looked down on the odd little creature with some contempt, but was too well bred to disturb an invited guest. At length, however, the two came to a mutual understanding; the kind heart of Puss warming towards poor chilly little Froggy, whom she now invited to come and nestle under her cozy fur. From that time forward, as soon as Froggy came out of its hole, it hopped fearlessly towards the old cat, who constituted herself its protector, and would allow no one to disturb it. - Sammy
- Dump
- In company of the everlasting tortoise
- Cat looking up
- And still looked directly in my eyes
- Thomas
- Pete
- Jimmie
- was glad ... that she had not died elsewhere
- A cat cleaning her kitten
A cat cleaning her kitten - Mack
Cat trying to open the door - There was a useless battle
- Mitch
- Cat sleeping on the wall
- Cat Hunting
Cat Hunting - Cat Family
Cat Family - And from that hour they were fast friends
- Cat and dogs standoff
- Cat Face
Cat Face - Advancing, ... her clear eyes fixed on mine
- The Lion and his Den. (Ezek. xix. 2)
An animal so destructive among the flocks and herds could not be allowed to carry out its depredations unchecked, and as we have already seen, the warfare waged against it has been so successful, that the Lions have long ago been fairly extirpated in Palestine. The usual method of capturing or killing the Lion was by pitfalls or nets, to both of which there are many references in the Scriptures. - Cat on a wall
Cat on a wall - Kitten playing with ball
Kitten playing with a ball - Cartoon Cat
Cartoon Cat - Cat asleep on a chair
Cat asleep on a chair - Cat licking a kitten
Cat licking a kitten - Cat on a fence
Cat on a fence - Cat and three kittens
Cat and three kittens - Kitten Playing
Kitten Playing - Sleeping Cat
Sleeping Cat - Kittens drinking
Kittens drinking - Cat and five kittens
Cat and five kittens - Cat and Kitten
Cat and Kitten - Betty