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Wild Goose On The Fly—-Scones & A Confession Part 2

November 9, 2014 by Carol 11 Comments

Wild Goose on the Fly—–Reality?   Imagination?   A Tantalizing Mix of Both?

Eggs Benedict Bake Chew Out LoudThe following morning steeped in my 1950’s  best mother mode, I  prepared an eggs benedict casserole breakfast to send my family off  to work and school.   The deliciousness of the surprise eradicated any suspicion that might have arisen as to why such a dish appeared on a week day.

As I drove back to the restaurant armed with a can of cat food, I did feel niggling tinges of guilt at my subterfuge.  However visions of the orange kitten reactivated my ride to the rescue zeal, which wiped out all guilt immediately.

After I parked, I checked out the logistics of the geography affecting my mission. The dumpsters were positioned against a wall of dense evergreen shrubbery six feet tall and branched all the way to the ground.  These in turn were bordered by a row of large rhododendrons.  This mini forest prevented me from directly walking up to the hidey hole in the foundation.  In fact unless the kitten came out and once again lounged directly in front of the dumpster, the only way I could possible spot him was to get on my hands and knees and peer under and through the branches.    Which of course is exactly what I did for several minutes.

Touch Down!    I spied a patch of orange on the move.  Gouging my fingers into the soft, stinky, fish cat food, I extracted a tempting ball and lobbed it in the direction of the kitten.   Without too much hesitation, he took the bait.  Speaking soothingly in baby talk, I edged closer.   By this time I was on my belly pushing my way under the evergreen branches, which were poking insistently through my t-shirt into my skin.

However in a quick move, my cute little prey scampered off.   Apparently he had an eat and run philosophy in regard to meal time.   To quell my disappointment I bolstered myself with a dose of rah rah talk.  After all one can’t expect instant success, but truthfully I had internalized that over confident expectation.  With visions of Jane Goodall dancing in my head, I continued my vigilance.

orange kittenAfter about five minutes I caught another tantalizing glimpse of orange.  I lobbed another missile of succulent food.    This time the tentative ritual of cautious sniffing was dispensed with, he dove right in.   With satisfaction I watched, then I blinked and looked again.  Hey, that’s not the same orange kitten.  Before I had time to ponder this realization, a buff colored kitten sauntered into view.   After an hour lying on my stomach as determined as any National Geographic correspondent, my  nostrils filled with the scent of dirt and fish cat food and enduring persistent pokes from the vegetation, I determined there were five kittens and a mother cat.   My mission objective had increased by six fold.  Five mornings in a row I faithfully drove back to the restaurant.

To be continued.    Trust me, you do NOT want to miss out on this outstanding breakfast casserole.   Hop over to Amy at Chew out Loud to get the recipe.

 

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Comments

  1. addie | culicurious says

    November 10, 2014 at 4:19 pm

    Oh my, can’t wait to see where this one goes! 🙂

    Reply
    • Carol says

      November 11, 2014 at 8:18 am

      You will see soon, my Sweet. Every time I say ‘My Sweet’ I think of the witch in Hansel and Gretel.
      Oh dear.

      Reply
      • addie | culicurious says

        November 11, 2014 at 8:43 am

        It’s okay… As long as the end of this isn’t kitty pot pie, you’re fine! 😉 LOL

        Reply
  2. John@Kitchen Riffs says

    November 12, 2014 at 10:31 am

    Fun, fun stuff. And really good looking dish, too! Looking forward to the next installment.

    Reply
    • Carol says

      November 12, 2014 at 10:56 am

      John—thank you for stopping by. Hopefully you had a scone and a cup of good coffee while you were reading!

      Reply
  3. marcie says

    November 13, 2014 at 9:01 am

    This breakfast casserole looks so delicious, and that cat is just too cute. 🙂

    Reply
    • Carol says

      November 13, 2014 at 9:25 am

      All the kittens were flat out adorable.

      Reply
  4. Pamela @ Brooklyn Farm Girl says

    November 14, 2014 at 9:57 am

    Cats + casserole = qualities of a fantastic post! 🙂

    Reply
    • Carol says

      November 14, 2014 at 3:19 pm

      Thank you. That’s my feeling too.

      Reply
  5. Debra says

    November 18, 2014 at 1:58 am

    Catching up here…..I love yellow cats!

    Reply
    • Carol says

      November 18, 2014 at 8:24 am

      Me too. I have 3 cats now, but no orange ones. There’s a color hole.

      Reply

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