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No, it’s not what you think. I actually love cats. And if the pain of losing a family pet weren’t so great, Mrs. Groovy and I would surely have a feline or two strutting around Groovy Ranch.
“So if you love cats,” I hear you indignantly wailing, “how did a dead cat bring joy to your life, you sick bastard?”
Let me explain.
It all started with our daily constitutional. On Wednesday of last week, Mrs. Groovy and I left Groovy Ranch at 10 am to walk at a nearby park. And as we were pulling out of our driveway onto the road, we noticed a dead cat that got hit by a car.
Mrs. Groovy was understandably shaken by the poor cat’s untimely demise, and I volunteered to dispose of the dead cat as soon as we returned. Would whisking the dead cat away soothe Mrs. Groovy’s pain? No. But had we deferred to the authorities, Mrs. Groovy would have been reminded of the poor cat’s untimely demise for several days.
So we went to the park, walked for 45 minutes, and returned home. And as we neared our driveway, the dead cat was gone from the road, and the following conversation took place:
Me: “Oh, wow. The cat is gone. Some road crew must have gotten it.”
Mrs. Groovy: “That’s good. Hey, what’s that big dog doing on our front lawn?”
Me: “Holy, shit! That isn’t a big dog. That’s a freakin’ bald eagle!”
Yep, a bald eagle swooped down from the sky and moved the dead cat from the road to our front lawn so it could dine in peace. Check it out:
I did a little research and the wildlife authorities in North Carolina estimate that there are around 160 bald eagles in North Carolina. Heck, I didn’t know there were any bald eagles in North Carolina. To have one show up on our front lawn was remarkable, to say the least. What a beautiful bird!
For the record, I didn’t want that poor cat to die. But I’m glad as heck that poor cat died in front of my house and not someone else’s.
Final Thoughts
Okay, groovy freedomist, that’s all I got. Was I wrong to feel joy over a dead cat because that dead cat brought a bald eagle to my front lawn? Let me know what you think when you get a chance. Peace.
What an unexpected and bittersweet story! It’s amazing how nature works in mysterious ways, turning a sad moment into an awe-inspiring experience. Seeing a bald eagle up close must have been incredible. It’s a reminder of the circle of life and the beauty that can arise from even the saddest circumstances.
There is no shortage of cats. We have a lot of eagles here, especially at my favorite fishing lake. We have a red shouldered hawk that sits on our bluebird house sometimes. Awhile back he was on the ground in our front yard eating something, or trying to. Five crows were on the ground surrounding the much larger hawk and they would run in and peck him on the back just to mess with him. He finally got fed up with their annoying him and flew off without his meal.
Death is an inevitable part of life. It is sad that the cat was killed by a car, but its final act on this planet was to provide nourishment and life to another creature – your bald eagle. Most of us will never have the opportunity to see such a beautiful bird and so I believe you have been blessed and with blessings comes joy. As we enter Lent, may you find many more blessings and much joy.
Beautifully said, Pat. I couldn’t agree more. And may you find many more blessings and much joy as well. Cheers, my friend.
A neighbor alerted me to a nearby eagle nest. She said it’s as big as a small car. We hope to see it! The farm is called First Fruits Farm and it’s owned by Jason Brown, a former NFL player. He walked away from a $37M contract to start this 1000 acre farm from which he provides produce to food banks throughout the region. Here’s a link to a YouTube video about his farm:
NFL Player Turned Farmer
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