saving grace
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D called me yesterday in work from his lunch break at work (he is making sandwhich's at a sub place) he says "Ma Ma I just found a kitten in the back of the store, they said it's been here about a week, Oh Ma it's so small and it's crying Oh and Ma it looks just like Sasha" Now, Sasha is my cat who died last February at 18 years old. How do you spell Manipulation?
So he says I am trying to feed it some tuna from the store, its scared and the wind is knocking him over its so small. Now I can hear through the phone the crying of this cat. OK OK so I feel bad and tell him that we will take the kitten out of the cold and feed it then put up signs to find its owner, all I can picture is some 5 year old little girl missing her kitty. I go on to say if no one claims it we will take it to a no kill shelter. From work sitting at my desk I am taking a stand against this kitty. I am tough.
He calls his friend to come scoop up the kitty while he finishs work. husband takes some cat food home from his Moms for the kitty. I come home and take a look at this wild animal. Done, hooked, I am not tough, I cant take my eyes off this baby. husband is saying NO WAY. I agree but it's so darn cute.
Here's the thing, I am so warmed by watching D with this kitty, so gentle, taking care of it, he know's just what to do, I love to see that he is still that little 10 year old who would cry when an elderly person was forced to run across the street for the jerks who were in a hurry driving to nowhere.
I reminded him that vet bills are expensive and its going to poop, which he gags at. food is costly, litter etc. I also told him that we are still getting over losing Sasha and that we are not ready to have another pet.
I dont know why I just spilled all that stuff when I really just wanted to share how sweet he is being with this kitty.
grace
So he says I am trying to feed it some tuna from the store, its scared and the wind is knocking him over its so small. Now I can hear through the phone the crying of this cat. OK OK so I feel bad and tell him that we will take the kitten out of the cold and feed it then put up signs to find its owner, all I can picture is some 5 year old little girl missing her kitty. I go on to say if no one claims it we will take it to a no kill shelter. From work sitting at my desk I am taking a stand against this kitty. I am tough.
He calls his friend to come scoop up the kitty while he finishs work. husband takes some cat food home from his Moms for the kitty. I come home and take a look at this wild animal. Done, hooked, I am not tough, I cant take my eyes off this baby. husband is saying NO WAY. I agree but it's so darn cute.
Here's the thing, I am so warmed by watching D with this kitty, so gentle, taking care of it, he know's just what to do, I love to see that he is still that little 10 year old who would cry when an elderly person was forced to run across the street for the jerks who were in a hurry driving to nowhere.
I reminded him that vet bills are expensive and its going to poop, which he gags at. food is costly, litter etc. I also told him that we are still getting over losing Sasha and that we are not ready to have another pet.
I dont know why I just spilled all that stuff when I really just wanted to share how sweet he is being with this kitty.
grace
