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A Fascinating Story    

Reviewer: D.L. Meredith, Books Editor, Roundup Magazine

Pendencia Creek; the Life and Times of a Texas Gunfighter is  fictionalized biography of Texas gunman, John King Fisher, a cousin of the author’s grandfather, and man who controlled the Nueces Strip in Southwest Texas in the 1870s. The author doesn’t sugarcoat his relative, but does reveal extenuating circumstances that explain some of King Fisher’s behavior. Severe abuse by his family drives King Fisher away from home and makes him a tough hombre with little sympathy for those who aren’t as tough as he. Fisher provides sanctuary for the various outlaws, murderers, and other no-goods in Texas. Perhaps he feels these felons have also received a raw blow from life. Perhaps he just enjoys thumbing his nose at the law, Captain Leander McNelly of the Texas Rangers in particular. The author does point out King Fisher did try to turn his life around. He married and tried to make a respectable life for his wife, but as King Fisher’s story proves, once a man takes the wrong fork in the road, it’s hard to retrace his footsteps. This is a fascinating story by a man with resources about his relative that other writers never had access to.

-D.L. Meredith, Roundup Magazine Books Editor

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      American History Comes to Life      
Reviewer: M. Neumann, Maryland
 
Pendencia Creek is the life story of a late 19th century gunfighter and cattleman named King Fisher. The author has thoroughly researched the history of Southwest Texas, and the growth of the towns, railroads, and local governments.  Many of the names which show up in this novel will be familiar to readers. Bat Masterson, John Wesley Hardin, and Wild Bill Hickok to name a few. The unsung heros of the early Texas Rangers feature heavily in the story. This book can be read for the rich detail about the lives of the cattle ranchers, saloon keepers, lawman and outlaws. The account of a cattle drive from Goliad to Abilene seems so real you can feel the dust in your face.  History buffs who enjoy a good story and would like to enrich their knowledge of 19th century Texas will find this to be a good read.

M. Neumann

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Accurate Assessment           
Reviewer: Chuck Parsons, Texas
Editor of: Quarterly of the National Association for Outlaw and Lawman History.

King Fisher, the famous (or notorious) gunfighter who has been the subject of numerous articles, has up to now really been the subject of only one biography, that co-authored by O.C. Fisher and Jeff Dykes, published in 1966. Murdered in 1884 with companion Ben Thompson perhaps explains why his career has not been the subject of a few more historians. E. Lee Fisher has now presented a historical novel biography; it is a pleasure to read, not only for the writing style but for the accuracy of the narrative. Pendencia Creek is a novel, yes, but as a descendant of King Fisher’s wife pointed out to me when I first learned of it, “it is a very accurate biography of King Fisher.” Author Lee Fisher has not taken great liberties with the factual record of King Fisher’s life. Undoubtedly his research into the real life and times of King Fisher and the contemporaries who he faced- good and bad- explains why there is a ring of veracity throughout the novel. Lee Fisher studies King Fisher’s life from boyhood through his treacherous death in San Antonio’s Vaudeville Theater in 1884 at the age of thirty. As a novelist he has the right to create conversations and present characters who did not really exist- but they are presented in such a way that the reader may be uncertain if they are fictional or if they were real. Print Olive, Sam Queen, “Josh” Durham, Captain McNelly, Billy Simms, Joe Foster, Jack Harris- all were real individuals who dealt in some way with the real King Fisher. Knowing something of King Fisher’s life and reading this “semi-biography” will certainly convince the reader that Lee Fisher has done his homework well. Curiously, about the same time we obtained our autographed copy of this book, we “discovered” a 1963 novel based very loosely on King Fisher’s life entitled King Fisher’s Road. The cover informed the potential buyer, “When they measured Fisher’s empire they didn’t count the miles. They counted graves.” We point this out only because the latter focuses on only the violence of that time and the area known as the Nueces Strip, where the real King Fisher operated. Lee Fisher’s novel focuses on the real John King Fisher, developing sympathy for his character while at the same time maintaining an accurate assessment of the man. A novel is rarely reviewed in the pages of the NOLA Quarterly but this is one which deserves the attention of our members. It is not only an enjoyable read but an accurate assessment of the man’s lifeandtimes. 

- Chuck Parsons, Editor NOLA Quarterly

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                            Like Watching a Favorite Old Western

                               Reviewer: egbok, Maryland

Pendencia Creek is like watching a favorite old western. Its main protagonist has all the requisite bravery and coolness beftting "the handsome hero". Based on a true story, this historical novel moves along effortlessly, as it chronicles the life and times of King Fisher and the growth of mid-19th century Texas. The hardships and complexities of life on the Texas frontier come vividly alive in this studiously detailed account.
 
- egbok

 
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The Next 'Lonesome Dove'.  A Definite Five Stars
Reviewer: Cindy Bell, Delight, Arkansas; author of Flutter By and The Fiddle Maker

King Fisher is a young boy with a large name that takes him only a short time to live up to. As the stepson of an angry woman, he endures her abuse as she constantly tells him he will never amount to anything. With a large spirit, he refuses to believe her as he follows his heart wherever he goes. His first money-making opportunity is at the age of twelve, where he finds himself racing his horse, Major, against adults who play dirty. A new confidence rises in him as he wins. At fourteen he makes a name for himself breaking wild horses. It seems as though it doesn't matter what he does or where he goes, his name is remembered.

At age sixteen he finds himself in the wrong place at the wrong time and is sent to prison. When he is released from prison he takes a job as a range rider for the Pendencia Creek Cattleman's Association, whose troubles in the disputed Nueces Strip exceed their wildest nightmares. With a larger than life personality, courage and deadliness with his pistols, King becomes the leader of a large group of outlaws who use the Nueces Strip as a refuge because of the lack of lawmen within the region. By controlling the activities of the renegades, he is able to keep the Pendencia Creek ranchers relatively free from harm.

 His knack for business leads King to become one of the largest land and cattle owners in the Pendencia region. While he enjoys success and numerous friends, the Texas Rangers decide he is fair game and no amount of time or money is too much to get him under their control. After his many confrontations with the Rangers, King is determined to live a righteous life for his wife, Sarah, and for his two daughters.

The life and times of this Texas gunfighter is, indeed, the next Lonesome Dove, where you'll find outlaws, true friends, enemies, saloons, wild horses, Texas Rangers, cattle drives, Mexican bandits, angry Indians, and last but not least, cowboys. The author of this magnificent novel, E. Lee Fisher, is destined for great things. I look forward to his next work of art and give him a definite five stars for Pendencia Creek: The Life and Times of a Texas Gunfighter.

- Cindy Bell

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Absolutely Fabulous Piece of Work
Reviewer: Sandra De Taranto, Louisiana; author of Crying In The Rain & Fool's Gold (An Enchanted Tale)

E. Lee Fisher has created an absolutely fabulous piece of work in his novel, Pendencia Creek: The Life and Times of a Texas Gunfighter. You'll get so wrapped up in the story of John King Fisher that you'll easily forget this is the author's first attempt at writing. And let me say, you'll question that thought over and over as you anxiously continue to turn the pages of this exceedingly well written book.

You will go from feeling sorry for the titled character as a young boy, to cheering him on as he establishes himself as a force to be reckoned with in the wild and untamed Texas frontier. No matter what King Fisher may, or may not, have done in his life…you will soon put aside the fact that history considers him to have been a gunfighter and, I dare say, an outlaw. In the process you will see a very likable young man whose future was quite possibly determined by circumstances and luck of the draw, rather than an inherent need to do the wrong thing. And nestled comfortably amidst all this action and adventure, the author melds a little romance into the story…and he does it quite nicely, too. King Fisher's unwavering love for Sarah is but one factor that will endear him to the reader.

In this reviewer's opinion, E. Lee Fisher has created a wonderful story filled with action, adventure and even romance, as he paints a very realistic picture of what life was like in the early days of Texas, and even our country. There is no doubt in my mind that many years from now, Mr. Fisher's book will be immortalized and at the top of every students reading list for both American History and American Literature. 
 

 
- Sandy De Taranto
 
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 More Moving than Lonesome Dove 

Reviewer: Robbie Britt, Fort Worth, TX; Author of Dead Men Don't Deal


Pendencia Creek encompasses much of the history of South and Central Texas from the early 1800's to almost the turn of the century. It embraces gunfighters and lawmen, the tragedy of child abuse in the early days and how people survived Indians and attacks from Mexicans crossing the border. You will experience the problems of a cattle drive, the Chisholm Trail and how the cattle business almost died. This book is not just for men though, it is also an enduring love story between a man and woman caught up in their own karma. With a plot as strong as Gone with the Wind and more moving than Lonesome Dove this book is truly a MUST read for everyone.    

-Robbie Britt, member: The Critiquer's Cavern and The Writer's Bridge 

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Response to Robbie Britt review by Roger Harrington, author of The Journey of Marie-Jeanne 

 Once in a while a review catches the true essence and character of the writer reviewed. Like HB Marcus and Mark Dirschel, Lee Fisher has thoroughly earned the credit given him for his work. His carefully developed style and meticulously researched work in Pendencia Creek can only make us richer for what he has written. Well done, Lee, and thank you, Robbie, for your perceptive review. Lee is a class writer.

- Roger Harrington


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 A Treat to Read

Reviewer: Nancy Shaffer, White Plains, MD

Pendencia Creek: the Life and Times of a Texas Gunfighter, the fictionalized account of a relative of the author, is a treat to read.  The novel follows the life of John King Fisher from childhood until his untimely death.  From his years as an abused child in the days following the civil war in a lawless Texas, King grows into an imposing young man whose leadership qualities and skill with the pistol set him apart and make him the leader of a group of outlaws that even the Texas Rangers can not bring to justice.  Along the way, King becomes friends with other notorious gunfighters.  He also becomes friends with Porfirio Diaz, future president/dictator of Mexico.  Following a trail drive to Abilene, Kansas, King has a showdown with that town's marshal, Wild Bill Hickok over the brutal beating of one of King's wranglers. 

After long-running confrontations with Ranger Captains Leander McNelly and Lee Hall and the marriage to his childhood sweetheart, Sarah Vivian, King's life takes a completely different path.  E. Lee Fisher's depiction of the life of John King Fisher, the gunfighter with a heart of gold and a penchant for fine clothing, is an entertaining and educational tale of the Texas wild west.  I highly recommend it. 

- Nancy Shaffer

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            Well Worth a Read

Reviewer: Ann Briggs, Maryland

At the end of a day, I've come upon a good stress reliever: Lee Fisher's recently published novel Pendencia Creek, The Life and Times of a Texas Gunfighter. The book picks up interest as it progresses and the last few chapters really swing. Facts about John King Fisher (cousin of Lee Fisher's grandfather) are the foundation for this terrific look into the history, culture and mores of the fledging state of Texas between the 1860's-1880's. Lee has expanded on historic knowledge about this charismatic young man by filling gaps with fictional events, conversations, etc. that would have been possible for the time and place. The picture Lee draws of John King Fisher probably could describe many kids who struggled with the not uncommon hardships and, conversely, opportunities of 150 years ago as Texas began to define itself. As an aside, the movie, Red River, dealt with the first big successful cattle drive along the Chisholm Trail from Texas to Abilene, Kansas and had some terrific black and white dramas related to that extraordinary and solitary undertaking. Lee's book describes that same Trail twenty years later when King Fisher's drive is one of so many herds moving up from Texas to Kansas that each drive had to space itself out from those ahead and behind or run the risk of total chaos. For any history nuts, action or western fan, Lee's research into time and place is well worth a read.

- Ann Briggs

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My Advice to You? Buy This Book!

Reviewer: Roger Harrington, Ontario, Canada; author of The Journey of Marie-Jeanne

The more I visit this remarkable novel, by Lee Fisher, the more I am impressed by the author’s skill. Ostensibly, Pendencia Creek tells the fact-based tale of the life of the Western gunfighter, King Fisher. But it does far more than that. It gives a meticulous history of the life and times of the period and it poses interesting questions about the viability of recorded history. As a historical work and as an exciting tale it rates an "A". Lee Fisher is a very skilful writer. I am sure, as a historian, he knows that the language of the old West was far more formal than the language we use today. Perhaps too formal for the fluid movement of an action novel. Modern western movies use dialogue that is hopelessly out of context for the times; probably, to gain viewer interest. Lee Fisher goes beyond that to create a plausible blend that isn’t peppered with modern expressions. My advice to you? Buy this book! You will learn, as I have done, so much about the presentation of the truth of the old West in the hands of a skilful writer.

- Roger Harrington

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Memories of the Old West

 Reviewer: Carol Troestler, Wisconsin, author of Flow on Sweet Missouri

King Fisher was an endearing character. You developed his personality from childhood in a believable way and it is obvious you liked him. Your book was very well written, kept my interest and I liked your matter-of-fact, non-judgmental style. I found it quite interesting that my grandfather was stationed in the Rio Grande area during World War I, not that many years after King Fisher rode those trails. It was believed that the Germans had given funds to Mexican vigilantes to cross the Rio Grande and cause problems to keep the U.S. out of the war in Europe. Ah, if only King Fisher had been alive they wouldn't have needed thousands of U.S. Troops to settle the unrest! I hope you write another book as you are a gifted writer.

- Carol Troestler

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I                                                    Couldn't Put It Down

                                        Reviewer: Jayne, Lockport, New York

I just finished reading Pendencia Creek and can’t believe how good it was. I started reading it about two weeks ago and found I couldn’t put it down once I began. It was fantastic! I have been reading more crime/romance books and found your book refreshing. I can’t believe I know an actual author and I can’t believe the imagination you have that made this book so real life. You did an awesome job. Thanks for autographing my book…I will cherish it. Waiting for your next publication.

- Jayne

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A Great Book About Surviving

             Reviewer: Michelle, Colorado

I loved the story. What a different world it was only a little over 100 years ago. It’s so hard to imagine. And what a strong person, with both faults and strengths, King Fisher was to make it how he did…pretty amazing. He was sort of a hero. It's a pretty crazy story that inspires me to write my Mom's story of making it to the U.S. following WWII. Pendencia Creek is a great book about surviving and creating your own world but it’s so hard to imagine in our world today. It makes our life seem so easy.

- Michelle

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        I Thoroughly Enjoyed Pendencia Creek  

Reviewer: Mariuca, Port Huron, Michigan

I really enjoyed the book. I didn't know if I would, since this is a genre of book that I'm not usually drawn to. But I guess due to the universal nature of the story and also your good writing, the book really drew me in and I found I came to really like the main character and I was keenly interested in what was going to happen to him. When I finally got down to the last few pages, I was sad because I knew that something bad was going to happen. I wanted to put off reading those last pages to postpone my disappointment! After completing the book, I really thought it would be a good choice for our book club group. Although there are only five of us in the group, and we are all roughly the same age, from the same socio-economic background and all African Americans, our book choices thus far have encompassed many cultures, time periods, and subjects. We have not yet had a Western, so I thought your book would be a good choice. Still, I was apprehensive because I wasn't sure if the rest of the girls would go for the genre. However, I was pleasantly surprised as they all seem to have thoroughly enjoyed the book!

- Mariuca

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 Thoughts After Reading It? I Loved it!

Reviewer: Micaela, Port Huron, Michigan

I wanted to share with you my thoughts on your book. My Thoughts before reading it? I hate TV westerns…I've never watched them and didn't think that I would like your book. Thoughts while reading it? I liked it right away. I loved finding out so many facts and figures about Texas' history, weather and topography. I speak Spanish so I enjoyed the Latino flavor. What I liked the most was the simple story of one young man's struggle to find a life and love. My favorite part was the first section, although I couldn’t wait to find out how he became powerful. It seemed so natural, so effortless for him. I liked the way he thought and used his head and especially his humanity. Just about the time I was thinking that I want to know more about his wife, you began to tell more about her and their life together. My Thoughts after reading it? I loved it! The character King was very interesting, real and believable and he was right when he discovered that we mold our own fates by the good or bad choices we make.

- Micaela

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It is Fantastic

Reviewer: Hortense, Austin, TX

I finished reading "the book" and I gotta tell you, it is fantastic! I love your style of mixing history facts and a story line about real people. You know, since King was such a complex personality I'm surprised that no one has made a movie about him and his exploits. I think you should train as a screen writer and go for it. I am perplexed about only one thing. I had planned on using it as a relaxing past time but found that I couldn't put it down. I don't want to sound too lofty, but my analogy is like the Bible. You know the ultimate outcome, but you can't wait to read about it. Anyway I just wanted you to know that I am a reader and my take on this one is that it is a winner. I hope you will start another project soon. I just can't imagine the research and writing time on a book of this size.

- Hortense

 

Articles______________________________________________________ 

Copyright © 2006 The Galveston County Daily News

By Heber Taylor, Editor
The Galveston Daily News

Published April 2, 2006

John King Fisher was killed during an ambush at the old Vaudeville Theater in San Antonio. He was a colorful guy. He wore colorful clothes — big sombreros and Mexican vests stitched with gold.

He had colorful friends and colorful enemies.

King Fisher wasn’t the target of the ambush. He was with Ben Thompson, the legendary marshal of Austin.

Several years before the fateful performance, Thompson had killed the owner of the theater. Unfortunately for Thompson and Fisher, the new owner had been a friend of the old owner and knew how to carry a grudge.

King Fisher died in 1884 after a full life. He was 29.

Ernest Lee Fisher, who graduated of Dickinson High School, heard about King in family stories.

King Fisher was a cousin of E. Lee Fisher’s grandfather.

It dawned on Fisher, a retired businessman who now lives in Maryland, that his distant kin might make a good book.

Fisher will discuss his novel, “Pendencia Creek: The Life and Times of a Texas Gunfighter” on April 22 at Mares Memorial Library, 4324 state Highway 3, in Dickinson. He’ll sign books from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m.

King Fisher grew up as a rider in the Nueces Strip.

In those days, there was no law between the Nueces and Rio Grande. Mexico and Texas claimed the area.

Several Mexican revolutionaries, including Porfirio Diaz, were funding small armies by rustling cattle in the strip. Texas and Mexican ranchers stole cattle from each other. Both sides were fighting Comanches when they weren’t fighting each other.

In those days, gunfights settled disputes over cattle. King Fisher was so good at winning disputes that he eventually acquired a big ranch — and the respect of Diaz.

Diaz, who would later rule Mexico as dictator, sent King Fisher a handsome pistol. The two kept raiding cattle. But if King Fisher found any cows with Diaz’s brand, he sent them back. Diaz returned the favor.

All that killing and rustling got King Fisher in trouble. The Texas Rangers put him in jail in San Antonio and brought all kinds of charges against him. None stuck.

“People either loved him or were scared to death of him,” Fisher said. “Either way, no one wanted to testify against him.”

The law didn’t change King Fisher. The birth of his first daughter did.

Overnight, King Fisher went from being a legendary outlaw to being a legendary lawman. He was the acting sheriff of Uvalde County when he died.

While acting as sheriff, King Fisher tracked down the Hannehan brothers, who were suspected of robbing the stage.

King killed one of the boys while recovering the loot.

The grieving mother vowed she’d live to dance on King’s grave.

King died the next year.

Every year after that, Mary Hannehan built a fire on his grave and danced around it.

People are known by the friends and enemies that they make. Like everything else in King Fisher’s life, his enemies tended to be colorful.

 

 

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 Ugh and Annie, a Cat Tale

©2004, E. Lee Fisher

About 30 years ago, my wife, Marlene, brought home a cute little female kitten from a farm in Pennsylvania. We named her Annie and decided that she was to be an ‘inside’ cat. As overly protective parents we were convinced that there were just too many hazards outside of the house for an innocent cat to face, so she would never set foot on real soil unless she was on a leash. The worst of the neighborhood hazards was a battle-scarred tomcat. He was the ugliest feline that I had ever seen and he didn't seem to belong to anyone. Even though he was super friendly, few people would touch him because he was so homely. Parents would admonish their children to come in and wash their hands after they had petted him. I named him Ugly...Ugh for short. A Texas writer named Dan Jenkins once wrote of a football player who, when asked how he felt after a brutal game, said, (and I paraphrase), "I feel like I been et by a coyote and pooped off a cliff."  That’s how Ugh looked.

Aside from being less than handsome, he was also the toughest cat in town, easily intimidating all other males. But, when it came to the females of the species, he was a Don Juan. His overall demeanor made me think of Charles Bronson or Jack Palance -- ugly, but with a certain masculine charisma that appealed to the ladies.  When Ugh was in the area, the handsome neighborhood Siamese, Irving, stopped his strutting and caterwauling and slinked back through his cat door.

After a few months, we discovered that we hadn’t gotten Annie spayed soon enough. She came into heat and was in a high state of...how do I say this delicately...readiness? Because she was an inside cat, we were comfortable with the fact that she was safe from Ugh, Irving, and the other local toms.

One day, Marlene came to the airport to pick me up after a business trip. An hour later, when we got home, Annie failed to meet us at the door as she usually did. Looking for her, I found her upstairs in the middle of the bed with what I could only describe as a smug look on her sweet, not-so-innocent face. Then I noticed the second story window screen was missing. It had been pulled out. My first thought was of burglars with a ladder. Then I heard a meow from under the bed. I got down on my hands and knees to investigate. It was Ugh! Somehow he had gotten up to a second story window and ripped out the screen, frame and all. I coaxed him out from under the bed and picked him up. He was purring loudly. As I carried him down the stairs, I looked back and saw Annie sitting on the top landing watching us. I swear that she had a smile on her face.

When Annie's kittens arrived, I thanked God that they looked like their mom. Only two survived and we named them Molly and Jake. Jake grew into a beautiful, huge "Maine Coon" and weighed over twenty pounds. However, since he was a sissy, Ugh would have been ashamed of him. Sweet Molly, a small version of her mother, lived to the age of twenty.

Shortly after his tryst with Annie, Ugh disappeared from the neighborhood, never seeing his children. Chances are that one day he sniffed the air and decided that somewhere there was a cute little damsel in distress who must be 'rescued' from her second floor ‘tower‘.

 

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Ode to Jasper Cat 

©2004 by E.Lee Fisher

We found Jasper Cat in an old barn where we regularly feed a dozen or so cats. He couldn't have been more than 5 weeks old.   New kittens appeared in the barn every spring and all of them were, of course, 'cute'.  Occasionally one would come along that was downright beautiful.  Then my wife and I would talk of capturing it and giving it a loving home.  Jasper did not fit that category.  It would have even been a stretch to call him cute.  His eyes were solidly crusted over with an infection and his belly was completely bald as he sat quietly while his 'family' ate.  His head was at least two sizes too large for his teeny body. 

Another problem with adopting a new kitten was our thirteen-year-old Dalmatian, Katie.  She seemed to be on her last legs and required an inordinate amount of attention from us.  Because I was no longer a ball of energy--as if I ever was--we didn't need the added responsibility of taking care of another animal that was incapable of being left alone for more that a couple of hours.

However, I did take the kitten into the house, cleaned his eyes with clear water and a cotton ball then took him back to where I found him. The next morning, he was outside of the barn, sitting on a bale of hay. His eyes were again completely crusted.  We took him to the vet who said that the infection would likely be fatal unless we gave him antibiotics for ten consecutive days. Needless to say, after 10 days of feeding him with an eyedropper and giving him his medication, we couldn't give him up. We fell in love with him and named him Jasper.

He had a great appetite and was good at taking his medication and having his eyes cleaned regularly.  He fell in love with grouchy old Katie and followed her everywhere, rubbing over her back legs.  Katie was too slow to cause him harm and he knew it.  He would lie down just out of her reach and stretch, roll around and purr.  A year later, when Katie died, Jasper mourned right along with my wife and me.  It was a sad time around our house.

Even though he was rather homely when we found him, he grew into a strikingly handsome fellow with a wonderful black coat. He has a permanent film over his eyes but he seems to have no major sight problems. He travels with us without incident, although he does hide when he sees us packing for a trip.  One of his favorite games is what I call 'Catzilla'.  He stands up on his hind legs with front paws spread out and attacks your shins.  He never uses his claws, but his little teeth are pretty sharp.    

We've had several cats in the past but he is the most special to me. Everytime he flops at my feet and rolls around wanting me to pet him, I recall the time I picked him up from that bale of hay when he was blind and weighed just a few ounces more than nothing.  As he does now, Jasper Cat started purring when I touched him.

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Bats and Cats

©  2004, E. Lee Fisher

Not all of my animal stories feature cats as the primary subject.  The following event happened in mid-May, 2004 and still has Marlene, Jasper Cat and me looking over our shoulders.

I had been at home only five days following emergency heart by-pass surgery and was in in a high level of pain.  Anyone who knows me knows that pain and I are not friends.  In fact, I am extremely pain intolerant.  Besides that, I want everyone around me to know how much pain I am in.  In case they forget, I keep reminding them, over and over.

After a couple of nights at home, I found that I couldn’t sleep in my bed, so I spent the past two nights on an old recliner in my computer room.  I started my get-ready-for-bed routine kind of early on the fifth night, popped a couple of pills and met Marlene in the kitchen for a goodnight peck.

From seemingly out of nowhere, a large bird...later determined to be a bat...zipped by our heads. Back and forth it went, whizzing by us at break-neck speed, just missing us.  I could actually feel the breeze from his wings as he went by.  To keep it contained in the kitchen, we closed all doors leading from that area.

I got a dust mop and tried to bop it as it went by, but, by golly, bat radar is fantastic. I'd swing and he'd zig, I'd poke and he'd zag. The mop swings also were extremely painful to the point of my yelling out.

Giving up on the dust mop, primarily because it appeared it might put me back in the hospital, I decided to try something different.  I created an aerial path from the kitchen to the front door by cleverly opening some doors and closing others. When ready, I'd open the kitchen door to the parlor where he would be forced to fly out of the open front door.  After getting everything set up for this marvelous scheme, I went back and opened the kitchen door, expecting the bat to zoom past me and out the front door.

But, when I opened the door into the kitchen, there was no bat!  He had disappeared. We searched every inch of the kitchen, high and low. He was surely gone. He must have flown by me without my knowing it when I first went into the parlor from the kitchen.  I finally went to bed in my recliner under a high degree of pain and distress. 

Marlene and Jasper Cat were in the kitchen heating a cup of milk when the bat decided to reappear with a blast.  He scared the bejeebers out of Jasper who was sitting on the kitchen table.  In his rush to flee, he knocked over everything that was on the table.  His tail went from size three to size ten. Marlene let out a whoop and I leapt up to help...Ow, that hurt.  We tried again to force him into the parlor, but once again he disappeared. I surmised he might have gotten into the front of the house this time, so I closed it off from the back three rooms and we all went to bed.

Since my pain pills don't last long, I got up after about an hour for another dose.  But this time, I didn’t even try to go to sleep...I looked around and thought that somewhere, maybe even in this very room, a magnificent dark brown bat with an eight-inch wingspread might be peeking out from some hidey-hole, ready to send Jasper into another fit of terror induced apoplexy and ready to play havoc with my stitches once more.  
 

 

 

 

 

 
 

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