A Christmas Tale of Two Kitties-Chapter Two
Miss Catherine Galour lived across the street from the stable. Her friends called her Cat and her really good 'friend', Matt Dilyon, called her Miss Kitty.
Cat watched as the boys tryed to catch Calico and Fluffy. Her first instinct was to go to the porch and holler at them. However she decided to wait and see what exactly they were up to.
The boys headed for the stable carrying the hissing and spitting kitties by the nape of their necks. Careful to hold them away from their bodies to keep from getting scratched, they made it inside and found an old chicken crate and stuck the kitties inside while they considered the insidious tortures they might perpetrate on the poor kitties. First thing they decided was to see how long the kitties could swim.
The boys stuck them in a horses watering trough laughing wickedly as the Calico and Fluffy mewled and paddled furiously to stay afloat. Just as the kitties reached the safety of the side of the trough, the boys grabbed them and stuck them back in the crate to await the next hastily planned torture.
As Billy explained to Pat what the next evil deed would be, Pat began to feel a twinge of remorse. While he was all for a little hazing, he was a bit appalled at what Billy had suggested. You see Billy already had several notches on his belt representing the fate of his other victims and what he proposed would bode poorly for the kitties. It would add to Billy's noteriety even though he was just a kid.
Billy went to get the pony ready for the task he had in mind. That task was to carry the kitties as far as the pony could before the kitties fell off and were trampled by the hooves of their mount.
As Billy went to get the pony, Pat ran across the street to Cat's. Out of breath, Pat shouted to Miss Kitty, "Ya gotta stop him! He's gonna kill the kitties!"
Cat and Pat ran to the stable as fast as a young kid and a woman in petticoats could. They arrived just as Billy was setting Calico and Fluffy on the back of the pony. Cat hollered at Billy, "Billy, don't be a zero! Let my kitties go!" She then swooped down and grabbed the poor kitties, just as the pony bolted. Scolding both the boys, especially Billy, she held the shaking kitties close to her bosom, nearly suffocating them in the process.
Cat carried Calico and Fluffy back to her place where she brought them milk and a little bit of salt pork she had in the cupboard. She really wasn't sure what she was going to do with them, it was Christmas eve and she had to go entertain at the local party bar. She got to thinking about it and decided to see to check with her sister, Portia Galour, to see if Portia's daughter Barbie, might be interested in 2 charming kitties for Christmas. Barbie was a real doll, so Portia told Cat, the kitties would be a great present for her and Barbie's friend, Ken Moor.
Calico and Fluffy found a loving new home for Christmas. They were showered with food and affection for the rest of their days.
Billy and Pat would never speak to one another until they had a showdown years later.
A star glowed ever so bright over the stable that nite!