Aaron & Cheetah
by
Aaron Courtland
by
Aaron Courtland
Cheetah
I found him in an eagles nest. Or maybe he found me, when I was climbing that old Pipe Tree. Eagles often made their nests at the very top of old Pipe Trees because they were so very tall. The eagle was away at the time but, there were giant eagle eggs in the nest and to my surprise something oddly colorful.
Pipe Trees were always my favorite to climb because the branches were strong, straight, and curvy. There was always a perfect amount of shade from the leaves at the very end of the branch. I would often go to the top of this old Pipe Tree and sit in the curve right under the shady part. I would nap, draw and paint during the daylight hours and star gaze at night. One evening when I had awoken from a nap in my favorite spot in that old Pipe Tree, I checked the eagles nest before climbing down and there was a Cheetah. A cheetah with only three legs! I was pleased as punch when I taught him to climb. He was pleased as punch when he taught me how to run stuff down. And, with only three legs, it didn’t slow him down. I was lucky; I was the only Noil boy with a pet cheetah. Growing up in Noil, Africa was different. It’s such a small place you could miss it even if you were trying to catch it. It will never be on any maps or globes and it would be extremely difficult to find it by accident. We had our fair share of wild life but, cheetahs were very few and far in between. Whenever the other little boys had ants and rocks, I had Cheetah. When all the other boys had pieces of glass and rabbits feet, I had Cheetah. And, I never had to play in the mud alone. Well I guess what I’m trying to say here is, even if I didn’t have Cheetah, I wouldn’t play with rocks, glass and animals feet!