The ‘ol yellow cat’, was the most honored of the barn mascots on the farm. He lived a long and full life before I had to put him to ‘sleep’ for renal failure. But! The day before I delivered a lethal dose of barbiturates intravenously, Yellow mustered all his strength, kissed his barn buddy, the dog Erasmus, good-bye and defied his feline nature by taking a swim in the pond!?.
I have never seen that behavior in a domestic cat in my life!
The Ol Yellow cat was given a full service of mesquite pyre, and a place in the farm annals of ‘signs’-things are not as they always appear.

