Patch grew fast. His mom fed him well, playing with his food before devouring it. He father taught and rough housed with him. He didn’t have any worries. But one day a tragic thing happened.
The snow started to melt and shift. His mom chased a
rabbit.
She had almost caught the fast running rabbit when there was a loud
crack. A giant shelf of snow and ice sheared off the face of a cliff. The snow and
ice slid down the mountain getting bigger and bigger gathering more snow. It
grew into a huge avalanche! The avalanche took everything in its wide path
including the two running animals who couldn’t out run it. They didn’t have a
chance of escape!
Patch’s mom died in that avalanche. His dad held him
tight as he gave Patch the news. Patch cried all night. Now, there were only two of them and his
dad would need to raise this young kitten. His dad, Lancel, worried how to raise Patch by
himself. Male lynx don’t normally raise their young.
Lancel did his best. He hunted food for them and
started training Patch. At first Patch was sad. He missed his mom. Thoughts of her
purrs and smell made him sad. He even missed his bath.
For more than a week he moped around. Lancel was concerned for Patch. One day he couldn’t find Patch. He searched all around their den.
For more than a week he moped around. Lancel was concerned for Patch. One day he couldn’t find Patch. He searched all around their den.
“Patch where are you? I brought food.”
“Meow, I’m up here.”
Up in a tree he spotted his son. “What are you doing
up there?”
“I wanted to see our range.”
“What do you see?”
“I see trees, a meadow, lake, an eagle soaring, and
high mountains.” Pointing, Patch added, “There is a herd of big animals with
antlers.”
“They’re probably elk. I heard a bugle a while ago.
How long have you been up there?”
“A while.”
“Are you coming down soon? I brought food for you. I
thought you could practice hunting it.”
Grinning, Patch climbed down. “I’m ready. Let it go.”
Lancel released the ground squirrel. The squirrel
scurried away. Patch waited then leapt on it. Lance notice this was getting too
easy for Patch and he would need to make the catch larger and the chase more
difficult.
“Thanks Dad, that was tasty.” Patch said as he licked
his paw and rubbed it on his face.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. How about a leaping game
before bed.”
They leaped around sometimes from rock to rock or on
the ground. Patch tried to leap as far as possible. A stick or a rock was used
as a target. One time, Patch jumped off a rock and took a tumble. Splat! He
slid into a large muddy puddle.
“Are you alright?” asked his dad.
Patch giggled. “That was fun!”
Lancel shook his head. “Let’s go clean you off in the
lake.”
The swim in the lake felt good after the mud bath. They
climbed out and sunned on a rock to dry. “Dad, thanks for the leaping game. Falling into the mud was fun. I enjoyed swimming in the lake too. Thanks for a terrific
day!”
“I bet you’re tired. I know I am. Let’s climb into our
den.”
After he got settled in for the night Patch said, “Dad, our range is beautiful. I’m
thankful you picked such a lovely place for us to live. There is so much to see
and do. I like living here. When are you going to teach me to hunt my own food?”
Lancel laughed. “I was just thinking you should come
with me tomorrow.”
“Cool!”
“You better get some sleep. It may be a long and
tiring day.”
Patch’s legs twitched as he dreamt of chasing animals
around the meadow.
The next day his dad gave him pointers and observed
Patch seek out prey. Lancel was correct, the day was long and tiring for Patch
but he was rewarded by catching a small mouse.
“Dad that was the best meal I have ever had!”
“That’s because you worked hard for it and caught it
all by yourself. I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you for teaching me how to hunt. It’s fun!”
“Well, sometimes hunting is a lot of work and can be
disappointing if you don’t catch anything. There are dangers too.”
Every day they hunted and Patch was becoming a competent
hunter. Together they took down a small deer.
“Dad that was the best meal I have ever had!”
Amused Lancel said, “I remember hearing you say that
before.”
“I mean it! Thank you for trusting me to help you.”
A few days later, snow fell from the sky. Patch ran
around licking at the flakes. Lancel laughed at his antics.
“Dad this snow tastes good. Give it a try.”
Lancel laughed and stuck out his tongue. He hadn’t
done that since he was Patches age. Lancel marveled at the joy Patch brought to
small ordinary things.
“I love the snow!” said Patch.
“The snow run off fills our streams and the lake with
water. On the other hand, snow makes it more difficult to find food. Snow is a blessing
and sometimes a hardship.”
“I know, but I am still thankful for it. See how
pretty the trees look with the snow on them?”
“Patch thank you for being so thankful.”
Lancel was thankful that Patch was doing so well after
his mom died. Patch could have turned out differently. Patch had an amazing attitude.
Lancel was proud of his almost grown kitten. Soon, Patch would be able to live on his
own. He just hoped it was not too soon. He loved having him around.
■■■
This time of year we make a habit of counting the
things we are thankful for. My list is long. Do you have a list? A thankful
heart is a happy heart. We should tell our loved ones we are thankful for them.
The Lord wants us to be thankful. We should tell the Lord thank you for the
wonderful things he has done and given us. Ultimately everything we have is
from the Lord. Ephesians 1:17a Every good
and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights…
Memorize one or all of the verses: Ephesians 1:17a Every good and every perfect gift is from
above, and comes down from the Father of lights…
Psalm 107:1a Oh
give thanks to the Lord, for He is good!
1Thessalonians 5:18 in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus
for you.
Verses in NKJV unless otherwise stated
Thank you for this story for children. I think you hold the children's interest and that it would be a good story for families - a bit similar to Bambi (an all time favorite) but with new characters. Good job!
ReplyDeleteDear Margery Warder, Thanks for reading and taking the time to encourage! Blessings!
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