Last night I was sitting in the kitchen talking to a friend on the phone, when I noticed something poking its head in the pet door. I thought I was seeing things at first, as the dogs were all in the living room sound asleep. Then I saw it again....it was Zippy Pinhead! Apparently, the pregnant cat had decided to scale the 6 foot high chain link enclosed fence, where the cat-killing heelers reside, come inside the mud room and poke her head in the pet door. What that crazy cat was thinking....I'll never know.
I quickly put the cover on the pet door so she couldn't come inside and to avoid a brawl should the dogs wake up and see her. No sooner did I do this when the dogs smelled her, woke up and charged the door barking and growling. I figured when Zippy heard them, that this would be a clue to run far, far away. Now I am completely convinced that Zippy is a half bubble off plum. I found out the hard way that she had simply gone back out and sat inside the fenced in yard. When I opened the door to check, the three heelers, now resembling the Dingos they were derived from, squeezed through my legs and tore out after her.
It was the most God awful thing I think I have ever seen. I ran out to protect the stupid cat, and found that she had stuck her head through the chain link fence thinking that she was small enough to squeeze through. She must have seen rabbits do this and assumed she could do the same. So her head is stuck in the fence, the dogs are tearing and pulling at her like a rag doll, I'm screaming "NOOOOOOO!" and trying to get in the middle of it without losing a limb. I finally managed to get her head out of the fence without breaking her neck, but the dogs completely disregarded my presence and continued to attack her as the brawl extended to the other end of the yard. They had her cornered, it was dark, and I heard one of the dogs scream in pain. I had no idea what I was grabbing at as I tried to sort through the chaos. The dogs finally retreated for a second in which Zippy made it half way up the fence panting in short breaths and growling.
As she clung to the fence, I cautiously took hold of her from behind and pushed her up over the fence. I heard her run away, but wasn't sure if she was injured, as when I grabbed her, she was sticky wet.
I came inside and checked the dogs for injuries. I was afraid that it was Lucy who had screamed and that she had lost an eye....she only has one good one left! But she was fine. It was Neuman who got poked in the eye. Luckily, it doesn't look too bad, only hemorrhaged, and I put some antibiotic drops in it to avoid an infection.
I came inside and checked the dogs for injuries. I was afraid that it was Lucy who had screamed and that she had lost an eye....she only has one good one left! But she was fine. It was Neuman who got poked in the eye. Luckily, it doesn't look too bad, only hemorrhaged, and I put some antibiotic drops in it to avoid an infection.
I grabbed the flashlight and went to look for Zippy to see if she was okay. I fully expected to find her dead, but instead found her alive and well in the barn. She was pretty shaken up, but amazingly enough did not have any puncture wounds or broken bones. I have come to realize that her name is very appropriate as within that Zippy Pinhead, there is a brain the size of a gnat's! If she can possibly retain anything, I pray that it is this incident!
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