I have a homeless kitty that lives in my backyard. A victim of the mortgage crisis and bad
owners, he was left on the street in my neighborhood when his owners were
evicted from their house. He had a
sister, who I rushed to the all night emergency room in Las Vegas one night
when she was hit by a car in front of my house.
Now he is alone, and has taken up residency in my backyard.
He is a beautiful animal.
White and blue-gray, thick haired and well nourished. I put food and water out for him and my
neighbor has a nightly milk bowl. But he
won't let me near him. He's afraid of
humans, and I don't blame him, after being put out as a baby to fend for
himself.
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| My princess DeeDee |
But for some reason, they treat homeless kitty
differently. It's as if they have
adopted him, invited him into their home, and welcomed him with open paws. Why is that?
I have seen pets do some amazing things, and I know everyone
else has a story or two. But I think
that my animals are exhibiting a trait that many would call a 'human
trait'. Compassion. I think in their animal world, they
appreciate the loving home they have and are willing to share a small piece of
it with another that has been cast out.
Following their example, I have decided to make homeless
kitty my project for the summer. It's
going to get very hot soon, and I would rather him come inside during the day
with the others. I know once I name him,
he becomes mine, so I'm sticking with homeless kitty for now. Maybe my Elly Mae instincts will prevail and
I can get him to trust humans again and can find him a good home. I hope so.
This morning, I walked onto the back patio and saw homeless
kitty snuggled up between my Shar-pei and the Yorkie, while Mr. Kitty patrolled
the yard.
I had to smile. My pets have chosen to welcome a homeless animal into their world and in doing so, have reminded me to be a little more 'human' as I go through my day.
Helping another that is down on their luck is a beautiful thing, even if
they are a little different than you.
12 comments:
I think your pets have learned to love by being loved so well. Great message.
Tks, Suzi. I do love my animals.
What a lovely post, Kelly. They look after you and you look after them - beautiful. I wouldn't be without my 3 legged kitty, Benjamin, and my exciteable Lab, Bollo. They are my world. Deedee is a stunner!
Sweet. I love the message you are sending. You're a good mommy to the fur babies.
Thanks, Jane. Sometimes I think they do the better job of looking after. :)
I've always been one to help someone else. But sometimes, even I need a reminder.
What a great post. I can relate, as we recently took in a stray chihuahua mix. We already have animals, one of them a jealous over protective chihuahua. Everyone, including myself, said that there was no way that this was going to work out. The pair were sharing my lap on the first evening together.
Nice story, Steph. We all know how loving animals can be, but it still amazes me when they care about each other.
Great story, Kelly. Great minds must think alike because I posted about my kitty today, too.
We have four cats, four kittens, four dogs and usually a neighborhood dog or two that believes they belong to our pack. Animals also know a loving person when they see them. :)
I'll have to check that out, DC. Here, Kitty, Kitty...
If I had the room, there is no telling how many critters I'd have running around. :)
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