The Tale of the Cat who had No Tail
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The cat was perched high in the oak tree in Oscar's and Ethel's front yard. On a branch that ran out over the street. He walked back and forth on the branch, looking down at Oscar and pleading for Oscar to get him down from that high perch. All the neighborhood kids were standing under the tree, looking up at the cat. "There's a cat up there," the spokesboy for the neighborhood kids said, pointing at the cat and looking at Oscar. "He's yellow and he ain't got no tail." Oscar could see that the cat up the tree was yellow, and upon examination from a.distance, he could be reasonably certain that the cat had no tail. While Oscar was studying the situation the neighborhood kid added "He's right out there on the end of the limb and he ain't got no tail." Another neighborhood kid scoffed at the whole adventure. "Who would want a cat that ain't got no tail!?" Oscar wanted him. Ethel wanted him too. "Tail or no tail," Oscar said, "We have got to get him down from there." "Call the fire department," Ethel said, for she saw that Oscar was going for the ladder. "Tell them to send the hook and ladder truck to get him down." Oscar began hauling the ladder out of the tool shed and Ethel said "You will fall and break your neck . . . At least a leg. Call the fire department." "Shucks," the neighborhood kid said. "Let him stay up there. Who'd want a cat that ain't got no tail?"
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This is the tale of a little yellow kitten who came to live with Oscar and Ethel by way of the big oak tree in the front yard. Then, within a few short weeks - after his rescue from the tree limb - he came to dominate the life in their house, even changing things for Taffy, their miniature Alaskan Spitz who had rule the roost there for more than ten years. But this little book is not ALL about cats and dogs. There are people here too, with their quirks of character and their strange goings on in the world of politics, religion and . . . and . . . and Sex? Well, not much of that. But there are preachers who are some of God's choicest creatures. Oscar and Ethel are back too, that lovable old pair who are always walking the razor's edge. And even a preaching parrot who came to the author by way of one of those preachers you just heard about. Daring to walk boldly where angels fear to tread, the author has even told how he brought up his own boy from before he was born to his fortieth birthday.
About the Author
Henry A. Buchanan is a Tale Teller. A native Georgian, he lives in Calloway County near Murray, Kentucky, where he writes his tales from his own life, and serious fiction in the diverse fields of religion, politics, war, and tobacco. Buchanan is a theologian, a mythologist, a philosopher, and a lover of cats and dogs. His, not all of them. But above all, he is a student of human nature, especially those humans who get caught, or are overheard in their unguarded conversations with themselves, their fellow humans, and even God. Henry Buchanan is the author of AND THE GOAT CRIED, THE MARRIAGE MYTH, THE TELEVANGELIST, THE SINNER MESSIAH, THE DAY CHRIST CAME BACK, JAY CEE, IN THE TOBACCO PATCH, THE DEVIL AND TOM WALKER, ALFIE'S STORY, ALFIE AND THE MOONSHINERS, AND THE REST OF ALFIE'S STORY, and THE GOAT ALSO LAUGHED. He has been published in THE SATURDAY EVENING POST, EBONY, and GOOD HOUSEKEEPING. Hanged in effigy during the racial revolution in the South, he became a hospital chaplain in Kentucky before he retired to write full time about the strange and interesting people and some preachers whom he has known.