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Six Police(men) . . . and

Updated on September 13, 2011
A little kitty much like our Six Policemen.
A little kitty much like our Six Policemen.
The little boy who loved Six Policemen
The little boy who loved Six Policemen

A Kiindergartner's Ultimate Wish!

Six Police(men)

Six Police(men) came to our house today.
Sauntered through the gate, stopped for a moment and then took a moment to investigate our yard.
We watched, wondering what might happen next . . . .
Six Police(men), a car ride, and a trip back home and we knew there was no turning back.

We officially had adopted a street cat.

Of course, initially, the cat (we were not sure if it was a boy, or girl cat) seemingly well groomed, but cold and hungry, dropped by our yard towards the week's beginning. It's sleek, black fur glistened in the sunlight and automatically my son wanted to keep it. He ran over to it and began petting it, much to my chagrin. I'd had enough cats in my early adulthood to know I did not want another one.

As the evening came, we grew concerned for the cat and put out a small styrofoam cup of milk for it. We turned in for the night, my son's concerns for the cat growing.

That was Tuesday; the cat returned Wednesday. It returned Thursday and almost suffered the ingenuity of a five year old: to imprison it in the back yard by closing the gate. I immediately talked my son out of doing so. I told him the cat had the right to come and go as it pleased.

Now it is Friday! As soon as my boy got home from school he eagerly went outside to play. As I sat in the livingroom, windows opened wide to watch him, he yelled:

"Mommy, my cat is back!"

'Oh, brother,' I mumbled under my breath.

We were making a run to the School Education office, the library, and Winn Dixie.

"He's not your cat."

No, you cannot convince a kindergartner that a cat that comes into the yard is not his.
The whole ride, from place to place, was filled with the insistent pleas of a kid asking me to buy food, a bed and milk for the stray.

And I did buy everything except for the bed. ( has some good ones though.)

Pulling back into the yard's driveway, we rolled to a stop, got out and I began taking bags into the house to put away contents.

"Mommy, my cat is here. Mommy come!"

As my son ran around excited, I did the expected: got the cat bowl, filled it with food, water. I set it down on the grass. The cat approached it none to shy. My heart went a bit more soft when I saw it lapping up the water. I realized it had been thirsty to the max.

For the next hour or so, we remained outside; me sitting down in the car, passanger side, my son running around like crazy although the cat had the mouse with catnip. At a point, it hopped into the car and I picked it up to cradle it in my hands.

"I think I want to call her Six," my boy said.




A few minutes later he added, "I want to change it. I want to call her Policemen."

"Son, you just named her 'Six' ."

"But I want to!"

"How 'bout we call her 'Six Policemen' ?"


We sat back in the car and Six Policemen cuddled on my chest. He then licked my neck and chin.

"Let me hold her," my boy said.

I knew there was no turning back.

Six Policemen was here to stay.


SixPolicemen! I found him in my photos!
SixPolicemen! I found him in my photos!


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      satice_j 6 years ago from via the Bronx, NY

      Ah, strays. My hopes they were more a blessing. It's sad when people have so many kittys and can't properly care for them. I've only had two cats in my adult life and that was a great experience. Honestly, you got to love 'em!

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      jenubouka 6 years ago

      I am blessed/cursed with strays, there is some crazy cat lady down the street who harbors a herd of about 20 which of course are NOT fixed. It was an interesting summer....

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      satice_j 6 years ago from via the Bronx, NY

      Yes, we moved and so wanted to take him with us, however the new place did not allow cats. We had many cats come and go in our new big backyard, but none were Six Policemen. Maybe we'll move to a place where we can have a kitty. :)

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      jenubouka 6 years ago

      Ah bummer. I did not know you had to leave SixPolicemen.

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      satice_j 6 years ago from via the Bronx, NY

      Thanks for checking it out. I think the pair together is adorable. It was amazing to see my son attach to a living thing, this small kitty. We were very sad to leave it behind, but the blessing came when the neighbor across the way told us she'd take care of the kitty. We truly miss SixPolicemen!

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      jenubouka 6 years ago

      I don't know what is more adorable, your story or your son! That was very heart felt