Queenie (Queen Aliquippa), the sole year-round resident of the fort, and veteran of the past several seasons, settles into her favorite late afternoon sunning spot beneath the wood lathe in the gunshop, and under the tanned hide of a large bobcat.
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A tale of two cats
Posted in bobcat, cat, Queen Aliquippa on September 18, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Serene Queen
Posted in cat, Queen Aliquippa on November 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
During the recent Fall Festival (about which more stories will be forthcoming), the #1 fort cat — Queen Aliquippa, at the height of visitor attendance when there seemed to be no quiet spot anywhere — situated herself in a window of the Gunshop and sat for a long time watching serenely as visitors and re-enactors, [...]
Scenes from the Christmas Market
Posted in Aaron Bosnick, cat, Christmas Market, flintlock rifles, Greg Bray, Judy Wilson, Mary Rose Mustachio, Michael Ray, powderhorn, Tom Carson, Wild Willy Frankfort, wool on December 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Faithful friend of the Fort, Tom Carson, maintained a keen-eyed vigil through much of the Market, conversing with visitors and directing them from one building to another. He was assisted at times by his compadre Queen Aliquippa, the ever-present cat-of-the-fort. Inside the fort, the two main buildings, the Trading Post and the Meeting House, were [...]
The price of freedom is eternal vigilance . . .
Posted in cat, frontier forts on October 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Mornings are busy times at the fort, before the first visitors arrive, with invariable chores relating to opening the cabins, driving the sheep to and from pasture, feeding & watering all the animals, etc. As a member of our staff with special surveillance skills, the cat Queen Aliquippa begins her mornings by climbing to the [...]
Bringing in the corn . . .
Posted in cat, corn, frontier farming, harvest, sheep on September 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I began bringing in the corn a few days ago. We had planned to leave it on the stalks to dry completely, until the end of the season if necessary, but then we found two large gourds lying on the grass some distance from the field, where someone had evidently thrown them. When I went [...]
A small mystery solved . . .
Posted in cat on September 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Lately some of us have noticed Queeny stretched out in true queenly fashion on the ridgetops of some of the cabins, surveying the fort activities from on high, whether it be the comings & goings of visitors, the fort inhabitants busy at their tasks, the sheep grazing or chickens puttering about. None of us could [...]













































