{"id":96,"date":"2020-02-10T19:44:10","date_gmt":"2020-02-10T19:44:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/?p=96"},"modified":"2021-01-06T00:18:51","modified_gmt":"2021-01-06T00:18:51","slug":"socks-and-the-buck","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/2020\/02\/10\/socks-and-the-buck\/","title":{"rendered":"Socks and the Buck"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Our childhood family cat, Socks, was a spirited tabby-Persian.\u00a0 With long hair she looked much bigger than her diminutive six pounds.\u00a0 As cats go, she was playful, adventurous, very trainable, had a thirst for independence and being out of doors.\u00a0 This story is set at the family cabin on Mayne Island, British Columbia<\/a>.\u00a0 Mayne Island now, and even more so then, is very rural, predominantly inhabited in the summer months, divided into large lots and dotted with small cabins.\u00a0 As a result of our previous cat going missing while on Mayne Island, Socks was only allowed outside on a 50 ft leash tied to the center post of the front porch.\u00a0 Between the front porch and a short cliff to the beach was about 50 ft of unwatered grass moderately sloping towards the ocean.\u00a0 In the late spring the grass would turn golden and stop growing until the fall.\u00a0 One midsummer afternoon socks was outside on her leash and eventually settled down for a nap underneath a long green leafy hedge like bush that bordered our property, as it was one of the few locations to provide shade.\u00a0 I happened to be in the kitchen where the windows overlook the the hedge when I noticed a large columbian black tailed deer<\/a> walking towards the very end of the bush socks had chosen for her nap.\u00a0 Completely ignoring the ball of fur on the ground the buck checked out the bush while standing directly over the comatose feline.\u00a0 Disappointed to find the bush inedible, the buck’s attention turned to the odd looking puff on the ground.\u00a0 Lowering its head, complete with majestic antlers the buck sniffed at Socks, inches from her curled up body.\u00a0 Wether it was the sound or the smell of the buck’s breath that raised Socks consciousness, she woke staring back the buck at an uncomfortably close range.\u00a0 While a confident, spirited, territorial cat, Socks immediately panicked.\u00a0 She bolted away from the buck hitting full speed in just a few strides as the buck watched curiously.\u00a0 Socks ran directly towards a small tree on the precipice of the cliff at the very front of the property, reaching the end of her leash before the tree.\u00a0 Given the slope of Socks’ vector, the her momentum was transferred tangentially up from the grass, launching her up in the air a good six to eight feet.\u00a0 After returning to the ground and realizing she had no cover in her current location Socks sprinted straight back under the porch and the cabin.\u00a0 The dear, only momentarily curious, returned to searching for sustenance.\u00a0 Socks remained under the house until the buck had vanished from sight for a good 15 minutes, apparently none the worse for wear.\u00a0 Incidentally, the experience did not change Socks desire for the out of doors or her selection of sleeping locations.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Our childhood family cat, Socks, was a spirited tabby-Persian.\u00a0 With long hair she looked much bigger than her diminutive six pounds.\u00a0 As cats go, she was playful, adventurous, very trainable, had a thirst for independence and being out of doors.\u00a0 This story is set at the family cabin on Mayne Island, British Columbia.\u00a0 Mayne Island […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":391,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[16,17,18,19],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/96"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=96"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/96\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":659,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/96\/revisions\/659"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/391"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=96"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=96"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegacway.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=96"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}