Volume Two

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Delilah was born “Freedom”. Where she lived, the door was always open and she came and went as she pleased. She wasn’t fed much so she became a deadly huntress, capable of killing anything smaller than her, becoming invisible or a mistress of escape to anything that was larger. There were many wild dogs and coyotes everywhere. The desert in the southwest is particularly dangerous for kitties because of the lack of trees to offer safety dens. Her camuflosh fur made her invisible when desired. She loved the wildness of this life yet, she had another side to her.

It has been several years since I was involved romantically with a woman and for whatever reasons, for me the world stopping being a playground for romance. I felt vulnerable towards companionship, so I reasoned that a kitty might take up the slack. A neighbor had a litter so I went to check them out. I was taken by a white male when she entered the scene. She pranced right by me like I was witness to royalty. I picked her up and she instantly started purring. I couldn’t stop petting her. I felt trapped in a symbiotic relation where I petted her and she moved around in ecstasy. Time seemed to stop in this act of physical love. Finally when something moved in the bushes, instantly she became the goddess of the hunt and off she went in pursuit. I had to have this kitty.

Delilah and Me

At that time, I was renting a trailer a block away and together we went to her new home. I kept her in the house for as long as I could stand it, about two days. After a day of sniffing everything, she started to whine to go outside; she let me know that she was very stubborn. Finally after constant nagging, I gave her her freedom and let her run free. It was uncertain whether she comes back, I just had to wait and see. She came back with a mouse in her mouth. She couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t let her and it in the house. I watched from the window what a savage animal I live with. She tortured the poor mouse till nothing was left. She then tossed it away since she wasn’t hungry.




For the short time we lived in Columbus, she had the run of the house and outside. I learned to trust her since she never wandered far from the yard and didn’t cross the dirt road about 100 yds away.

I knew our lives were in for great changes as I was moving to Silver City, NM. Delilah would have to learn about boundaries. Since she would no longer have freedom, I changed her name to Delilah. She was introduced to the Leash.