And then we got adopted. . .

Meet Bagheera, our brand new porch settin' cat. He is faster than the Big Dog and largely non-plussed by the barking that ensues whenever Scooby catches sight of him. But the girls ADORE him.  He is a good rival for the "Handsome Prince" and is in his own way a truly noble Jack.  Alas, unbeknownst to him, he has a date with the vet next Friday that's going to take care of him right in the round tables. . .

Bagheera


In the cage my life began;

Well I know the worth of Man.
By the Broken Lock that freed--
Man-cub, 'ware the Man-cub's breed!
Scenting-dew or starlight pale,
Choose no tangled tree-cat trail.
Pack or council, hunt or den,
Cry no truce with Jackal-Men.
Feed them silence when they say:
'Come with us an easy way.'
Feed them silence when they seek
Help of thine to hurt the weak.
Make no _bandar's_ boast of skill;
Hold thy peace above the kill.
Let nor call nor song nor sign
Turn thee from thy hunting-line.
(Morning mist or twilight clear,
Serve him, Wardens of the Deer!)
Wood and Water, Wind and Tree,
Jungle-Favour go with thee!

Rudyard Kipling