I keep a bag of cat food in the mudroom. From time to time, I'll see one of the strays outside, and I like to set food out with a friendly word. But they are very wary creatures, and will watch until I go back inside before they slowly make their way to the bowl to eat.
I feel sorry for them.
I came home from working down the street, and one of my 'regulars' a sleek black cat was in the driveway.
"Hello," I said. "Would you like something to eat?" I went inside to get the bowl and to fill it. Much to my surprise, he came right to the door and sat down to wait for me. When I walked back outside, he was still sitting there although he backed away while I set the dish down. "There you go," I said, and he came over slowly. When I reached out my hand, he came in to be petted.
For such a small thing, that made me happy.
Something else that is making me happy is that after some warm days, and a good rain, suddenly everything is bursting into bloom. It smells like spring, finally.
In just five more days, I am headed out to see my son and his family. It will give Dylan and Brittani a chance to celebrate her birthday, while I celebrate my grand daughter. We're going to make and mold stepping stones. Brittani and I will be building tomato cages.
Three happies is quite a lot, and I am lucky.
That stray cat should be called Lucky. Lucky it's got you Debby.
ReplyDeleteOh, I think that if he was truly Lucky, he would not be a stray to begin with.
DeleteHappy happies to you.
ReplyDeleteRight back at you, sistah!
DeleteIt is Mother's Day here, so a happy one to you as I am sure you were and are an excellent mother.
ReplyDeleteThank you Andrew. It will be a quiet day, but enjoyable.
DeleteThank you for feeding the cats.
ReplyDeleteIt is a small thing, but if everyone did the small kindnesses, the world would be changed.
DeleteWe have a park here called Fort Edmonton, designed to look like Edmonton of old in three different stages. Apparently about 100 feral cats live there but you almost never see them. They catch them and sterilize them and then let them go back to the Fort.
ReplyDeleteI felt amazed the other day with the wild goose that I helped; it was so dazed I was able to touch it and it was amazing. Sad but amazing.
My tomatoes are doing well and my husband brought home a small greenhouse for me yesterday as the cat and I are still fighting over seedlings. Sigh. Spring is finally coming.
Have a lovely trip and time with your granddaughter:)
And thank you.
You're welcome Pixie. Although I feel as if I could not offer much, not really. You're in a hard place. All you can do is be the counterbalance. I think of you.
DeleteHappy Mother's Day, Debby! You certainly know how to take care of others! Enjoy your time with your granddaughter!
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's day to you, as well.
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to have so many positive things going on. You're counting your blessings, as they say. :)
ReplyDeleteI am.
DeleteThere is something about being accepted by a cat....
ReplyDeleteAny animal, really.
ReplyDeleteThank you for taking care of a stray cat.
ReplyDeleteThere are so many. It seems like such a simple thing just set out a food bowl and speak kindly.
Delete3 happies is a great blessing. You are a cat whisperer.
ReplyDeleteOh boy. I can't say that was a life goal!
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