Wednesday, January 8, 2014
End of a Legend
She showed up when we built the barns and moved the goats in. Mice and warm milk (plus some cat treats) were the attraction. She spent the next 8 or so years living part time in our barn and barn time in the neighbors barn . I think she spent her nights at the neighbors, as no matter what the weather I'd see her come across the pasture at milking time in the morning. Then she'd head back across after evening snacks were finished. If the snow was too deep you could see her walking at the edge of the gravel road between our houses.
A couple of young black cats showed up at the barn in about 2009. Bernadette told them they could stay if they respected her position. They did.
An interesting transformation occurred, Bernadette's demanding voice became nicer and she actually enjoyed being petted. As if to say"It's about time you let me inside".
Bernadette is buried overlooking the barn.
The neighbor says that she showed up to their place when they moved in. That was in 1990. Bernadette was at least 23 years old.