Thursday, January 19, 2017

Buddy and Merci Trees

Percy: Did you know you're like a tree, Merci?

Merci:  I'm like a what?

Percy:  A tree.  In particular, the tree in the distance on the right.  That's one of Jan's favorite trees.

Merci:  I'm not anything like a tree.

Percy:  Of course you are.  We don't know what kind of abuse you survived before you were picked up as a stray and landed at the county shelter back in 2003.  Or what abuse you might have suffered at the shelter.  To this day, you are afraid of your shadow and terrified of moving feet.  And over the years since Jan adopted you, you heard the (now ex) shelter manager's voice twice and both times you did some serious growling and shaking.

Merci:  That doesn't make me a tree.

Percy:  Ah, but this is what the tree looks like in the summer. Notice the lush green leaves with dead and broken branches sprouting here and there.  It's seen a lot of heat, cold, wind and rain over its lifetime but it still stands strong and beautiful.

Percy:  And this is Buddy.  Tufts of green leaves in the middle of winter amid the many broken branches.  He was dumped when he was three or four weeks old and he's faced a lot of adversity in his own life - seizures, allergies, skin problems - but even in the worst of times, he still shows signs of life.  No big holes in his trunk, but lots of grit.  He still loves his walks and he still voices his opinion on everything, whether or not we want to hear it.  In other words, he's a survivor too.

Buddy:  Did I just hear you call me an opinionated tree?

Percy:  Uh, not quite.

Buddy:  Then what did you say about me?

Percy:  I was just saying Jan loves these trees.  They aren't perfect but when she looks at them she sees beauty.

Buddy:  So I have holes in my trunk and naked branches but I'm beautiful?  Have you been hitting the nip again?

Percy:  No!  It's just an analogy.  You don't actually look like a tree.

Buddy:  I notice you didn't include a picture of what I .. of what that tree looks like in summer.  Are you insinuating I run around naked all year long?

Percy:  Yes ... I mean, no!  I mean ...  I need to think ... I mean I think I need to find a litter pan right away.

Merci:  It wasn't nice to pick on him like that.  He was just trying to be kind.

Buddy:  I know, but it was such fun. I was just voicing my opinion whether or not he wanted to hear it.

We are joining the Thankful Thursday blog hop at Brian's Home.


  1. You are all special and so lucky that Jan picked you!

  2. Everything (and every animal) is beautiful in its own way. You may have had a rough start in life but I hope the rest of your days are peaceful.

    That's Purrfect

  3. Percy , You are very talkative pawson... MOL

  4. Your forgot about the 'bark' part!

  5. Some folks just don't get metaphors.

  6. Guess we could all be like a tree
    Lily & Edward

  7. Oh, Buddy and Merci, you are the most beautiful trees on the block and it was lovely for Percy to use those analogies. What a poetic group you are. As for the shelter fellow, pee on him!

  8. Yep, you did bloom quite properly!

  9. Very interesting comparison.
    Hope you have a great day!

  10. WE think YOU and Jan are BOTH lucky that you came together... and that it is
    "TREE" MEN DUS that you did.

  11. dood....we think yur ann nal ogeez iz awesum....we wood likez ta bee compared ta one oh yur treez !! ☺☺☺♥♥♥

  12. Oh Jan we thought this post was just beautiful, now when we look at different trees we will always think of Buddy and Merci. Stellie Rose

  13. I too have favorite trees - so I really enjoyed this post and its new perspective !

  14. MOL! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!

  15. The poor babies. Good for you for taking them in.
    Clever repartee!
    (ツ) from Cottage Country Ontario , ON, Canada!

  16. What fun - where would we be without trees? Or animal friends?

  17. Merci is a wonderful cat and she is so lucky to have you.

    Happy Thankful Thursday!

  18. You are all beautiful! And with each passing season and the changes that go with it, the beauty matures and becomes a piece of art...lovely, serene and full of lovable personality.

    Because of your inner beauty, any flaws are just not that is how *love* changes what is perceived.

    And yes those are pretty trees out there on the street! Sorry our petcretary was babbling...


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