Of all the folklore to come from the Revolutionary War, perhaps the strangest is the tale of Hector, the Cannonball Cat. According to local legend, Hector, who belonged to local pewter-smith Nathaniel Thimblewitt, had wandered away from home and into the field where the battle of Bunker Hill was about to take place. Desperate to reach the safety of home, Hector dashed across the battlefield, dodging musket and cannon fire from both directions, and escaped almost unscathed.
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Ouch. That hadda hurt…
Kinda looks like a black fish eating a big piece of food.
I see Pac Man.
I thought that, too, but the back end isn’t fully round; kinda made me think of a stubby fish tail.
The ghost’s lament was he always had a spiritual hole to fill.
Nice one!
Ooh eee Mike!! ๐๐
That is one amazing optical illusion. Cute kitty and perfect timing for the photo with that exact shade of background to match his markings.
Yikes!
Astonishing photograph and amazing story from Mike. Nathaniel Thimblewitt had me laughing uncontrollably.
Love the story and photograph but I think that is more likely to be Hannah than Hector.
That cat has a pie chart on his side! The little brown slice represents time spent laying on keyboards and the big black slice represents time spent laying on your favorite black sweater.
I honestly thought something was wrong with the picture and part of the background was showing through. It took the visual part of my brain another second to recognize that wasn’t the case after the thinky part realized it was a patch of fur.
Reminds me of the caves Wiley Coyote used to draw on the rock wall then jump into. But seriously, I think this might be an example of Stephen Hawkingโs unfinished research into black holes.