The Mighty Hunter

I just had to share this. This is our mighty hunter Miko. Her prey...a fly. I find it amazing how spry and youthful she is in spite of her age. In kitty years she's about 70!!! I guess it goes to show that you are only as old as you think yourself to be. She does have her senior moments though. 

Here comes... the mighty hunter!

One ear....

Two ears...

One paw...

Two paws...

and LUNGE!!!!

miss.

In case you didn't see the fly... here is.

THE BROKEN CANNING JAR

Now this is a broken jar,

A very sad sight I would say,

It busted in the boiling water,

While I was canning tomatoes the other day.

It just couldn’t stand the pressure,

And simply couldn’t take the heat,

Although it was used for a noble cause,

It has sunk to the bottom in defeat.

Now the tomatoes are all wasted,

The fruit of my labor all lost,

The mess it made needs to be cleaned,

And the jar will have to be tossed.

But may I learn a valuable lesson,

From the jar that gave up the ghost,

When the pressure’s crushing and the heat’s hottest,

It’s in my weakest hour, that I need His strength the most.

~ jw

February 7, 2014