Ahoy Mates!
It is I, Pirate S., your captain again. Welcome back to my Human Observation Journal. As it stands, I was considering if I should abide by the theme I decided on roughly two weeks back. To be honest, I was highly tempted to write an entry about a certain fluffy friend around the campus. Its name is Tomy Chrome and no, I did not name it.
Anyways, after much deliberation, I have decided to include Tomy as a starring guest with the main focus on its foster owner - Ms Chrome. Now on to the introduction!
To let you have a better idea of this dear lady, Ms Chrome is in her early forties. She isn't married and nobody knows why because I think she'll make a very good mother if she ever did change her mind of adopting stray cats and adopted orphans instead.
Ms Chrome is our lunch lady and gives generous servings of desserts to good children. I always receive sugar-free sweets from her every Tuesday. She didn't give any of the bullies any extra sweets. Instead, they always receive more vegetables. I guess she must have been people watching too. I know she does it on purpose whenever baked beans are on the menu. Jed (not his real name) who was known to hate baked beans was always given double servings. To make matters better, Ms Chrome was very good friends with the headmistress who is a crazy cat-loving lady too.
Ms Chrome has a large waistline and wasn't very tall. However, nobody can contest with her for the title of the fastest runner behind the lunch counters. She is always full of energy even when she has a cold. If she didn't wear that sick mask, nobody would have noticed. I like Ms Chrome. The world is in dire need of her positive energy.
Why would such a person catch my eye? Surely there are some more unique characters around that deserve an entry in my Journal. If you thought that Ms Chrome is simply your bubbly lunch lady who's happy doing what she does day in and out then that's where you're sorely mistaken.
Remember I mentioned something about Tomy Chrome? Yes. That feline friend is the reason why I thought Ms Chrome deserves an entry in my journal.
Tomy Chrome is an ugly looking cat with a difficult personality. When I say ugly, I mean blind in one eye and having many bald fur patches kind of ugly. He looks like a tiny beast and would hiss at anyone who attempts to get close. Tomy is a feline thug and can often be found living on the edge. He beats up birds and steals lunches from carefree children, he's the absolute worst!
Or so one would think if they didn't observe enough. I've known Tomy for a while now. It's not on purpose but I stumbled upon his little secret a few months back actually. Tomy would often steal food and pick fights with those intruding in his territory not because he's a grumpy fellow with too much time on his hands. On the contrary, he does it to hide the little ones he's nursing. What a big heart!
By little ones, I mean eggs. Yes, Tomy Chrome was hiding some bird eggs. Nobody really knows where that cat found those eggs but from my powerful deduction skills, they must have been blown off a weak branch. The nest was probably built by incompetent bird parents because it didn't seem very well made. In fact, I'm impressed that such shoddy construction was able to withstand the initial fall from the tree. Tomy must have chanced across it and started to care for them. He's a smart cat, I'll give him that.
The eggs were hidden away in a pile of old newspapers and cardboard boxes behind the generator. Children couldn't possibly pass through the gaps but a cat could. I've seen some other cats do it a few times but before they could approach the secret spot, Tomy yowled and started clawing at them.
Ms Chrome was the only lady that Tomy listens to. She's also the only one allowed to pet and feed him. She would often bring leftover lunch with her and Tomy would rub against her leg affectionately. Somehow seeing that made me slightly envious. *Ahem* I digress.
Yesterday I heard the news that Ms Chrome has fallen down a flight of stairs at home and broke her leg. She will be resting for about a month and that made me think about Tomy. Who was going to take care of the school cat and the unhatched baby birds?
As of now, my observation continues. I speculate that of all the staff in school, the fierce headmistress that everyone hates would take care of Tomy. I certainly don't think Janitor Jones would take on the responsibility but I'm not going to make any judgement just yet.
My watch never ends, stay tuned for updates next week if they still catch my interest.
Fair Winds!
Pirate S.