Here Kitty Kitty 9

8 Oct

My Take

DiVoran Lites

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This morning, Thea and I went out to the porch while it was still dark. I turned on a couple of lights, but we couldn’t see out. We heard a heavy rustling and I hurried in the house to get a flashlight. No animal makes a clatter like an armadillo and sure enough, the flashlight reveals the small, armored creaturemaking its way through some dead leaves along the side fence. Thea was beside herself with excitement and jumped up on the shelf to follow watch the action. The only thing that was between them was the screen.

Armadillos are not native to Florida, and they have few natural enemies, (dogs and probably cougars which are endangered). The small mammals can dig under almost any fence. Their armor is like incredibly thick tough skin. Stories abound about how they got to Florida. My favorite, but most unlikely is a mid-night escape from a de-railed circus train. They may have been here and multiplying for about 66 years.

I just looked up where they came from and didn’t find anything about that, but to my horror and dismay I just found this: 

“Leprosy, also known as Hansen’s disease, is caused by the Mycobacterium leprae bacteria. The bacteria can be transmitted through fluids from the nose and mouth. (Some animal experts have warned the public this week that armadillos spit, and that, if you see one of these creatures, it’s best to keep a distance.)”

There’s another good reason for having an indoor cat. And it’s a reason to stay away from armadillos and try our best to keep them out of the yard.

Except for certain diseases and dangerous animals, Florida is a fine place to live. Richer folks have homes here and also homes in the frozen north where they go to escape our summer heat. We call them snow-birds. They take that well. Most of us came during the early days of the Space Race. We’ve been here fifty years and have no plans to leave until we head out for heaven.

Thea enjoyed watching the armadillo in the light of the flashlight.The creature went around the yard looking for the squeeze-through place or self-made tunnel where it came in under the fence. This particular one has dug three holes in our yard.

So onward and upward. After being on alert for hours over the armadillo, the lizards, the squirrels, and the birds, Thea conked out on my bed. In the daytime, she sleeps so soundly and in such odd postures that yesterday I had to wake her up to see if she was breathing. I don’t think she gets bored, except maybe at night when she’s in the studio by herself shredding paper. Funny thing: she sliced open the Pine/Cedar bag of litter with her claws. Must get them cut! I know pine and cedar smells nice, but I’m sure she was disappointed that it wasn’t a giant bag of treats.



Author, Poet and Artist

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

One Response to “Here Kitty Kitty 9”

  1. ludyja October 8, 2018 at 8:41 am #

    I love the way you write, DiVoran. Your word-pictures are delightful! Love you!


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