Around Des Moines: Cats and Dogs
There was a fire at Barton Solvents northeast of Des Moines on Monday. By 10:00 p.m. it was known there were no serious injuries and concerns about any toxicity from the smoke plume were muted. Thus, I was ready to smile and adore the cute little kitten at the Animal Rescue League that one local television channel showed in a side piece about businesses in the path of the plume. As a worker at ARL commented that the only harm seemed to be that the animals couldn’t be let out until later in the day, the station showed a large dog in a cage looking woefully at the camera operator, begging to be let out to play.
On a walk I took today I noticed a reddish dog, about the size of a labrador but with a coat more common to an irish setter, standing beneath a tree aflame with red leaves and in a yard covered with leaves of russet brown. I was very tempted to pull out my camera and snap a shot but the dog was so perfectly still I dared not challenge him (or her). Instead, I merely smiled in appreciation both of the dog’s pose and of the beautiful color scheme.

My favorite dog tale took place in the late 1990’s in Boston’s Public Garden. I was walking past one of the water features at the same time an art instructor was wrapping up a lesson. Heading towards the gaggle of college-aged students rising from the edge of the fountain was a Brahmin couple and a golden retriever. The retriever saw the group of youth and headed towards them, but the Brahmins were not amused. Nevertheless, the dog had flushed the students and he wanted his reward. I was debating whether to respect the desires of the dog or of the humans when a young woman stepped up to the dog and praised him profusely. The Brahmins, noses in the air and obviously irritated, accepted the praise of their dog tightly. (Note: If you don’t know about Boston Brahmins, imagine an uptight John Kerry.)
My favorite cat picture hangs in my office. I look at it and dream of all the short stories and novels I have started but never have time to finish. It is a print of a cat sitting next to a starship’s or space station’s portal with a nebula in the background. The original painting was done by Erin McKee, a Wisconsin artist who attends DemiCon, the annual science fiction convention put on by the Des Moines Science Fiction Society. It was not until today that I made the connection, however. I bought the print fifteen or sixteen years ago when I was living on the east coast and had since put the artist out of my mind even as I admired her work.
Remember that cats, as well as dogs, older than six months need to be licensed. Licenses are due January 1st with additional penalties after March 31st.
M.R. Field is editor of Leading Voices: Iowa. 















