I'm going to take a break today from the heavy posts about my history. This is a photo my cousin put on Facebook of Marlon Perkins. The editor show called Mutual of Omaha Wild Kingdom. This reminds me of a story I have. There was a guy on the show I think his name was Jim was Marlon's sidekick and did a lot of the actual animal capture. He often used a pole that had a wire thing on the end any good loop around in animals head and control it by pulling the wire tight. This was their humane way of treating animals that needed something. I always called it the wild kingdom animal capture hoop.
When my wife and I were first married we lived in a very small duplex near Mount Mercy College. There was a basement under both duplexes with a wall between them. We rarely saw our neighbor. He knew we had a cat and one time we did see him he said he thinks our cat is trapped in the basement because when he was down there he could hear meowing. Our cat was fine upstairs so we went to the basement. It had an outside entry door and we had only been in their a few times and stored very little down there. I looked around and finally looked underneath the shelves and their staring back at me was a one eyed cat. His other I was a gnarled mess and missing the eyeball. He was missing one ear also on that same side. When I tried to get him he growled at me and I knew he was not friendly. We left the door open overnight thinking you would leave. The next day he was still under the shelves. He wasn't going anywhere. So I made a wild kingdom animal capture loop using a pipe and some rope. I can pull the rope tight through the pipe and slipped it over his head underneath the shelves. When I did this he went berserk. I thought I had the Tasmanian devil on the end of line and I was terrified that he would get loose and attacked me. He growled and he asked and bit in the air trying to get me. I went over to the door and put him outside the door so that only the pipe was in the door opening. I let go of the rope and thought he would run away. No such luck he stayed right outside the door because I think he wanted to attack me. In the daylight he looked even scarier than the did in our basement. That cat had been through some pretty bad wars. I shut the door and waited thinking surely he will leave. After about 10 minutes I open the door and he was still there. I closed the door and got a lawn chair that we stored in the basement and sat down. After a while I checked the door again and he was gone. As I climbed up the stairs of the basement outside I was terrified that he was lurking right above me and was going to attack. I was so glad when I got to the top of the stairs and he was nowhere to be seen. I was so glad I watched Wild Kingdom so I knew how to humanely capture that scary cat.
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