Monday, September 6, 2021

And...We Have Kittens

 

And…we have kittens.

And their mama.

Living under our porch.

 

We don’t know where they came from.

We don’t know how they wandered into our lives.

We just know that they’re here.

And that they’ve taken up the better part of our lives

For two weeks.

 

No, we weren’t looking for cats.

No, we don’t know what we are going to do with them.

All we know is that we’re feeding mama cat who is feeding her four baby cats who are so incredibly cute that they have stolen pieces of our hearts.

 

We have one orange kitten, Alpha.

Two greyish blackish kittens, Beta and Gamma.

One black kitten, Delta.

And one mama tortoise-shell cat, Annie.

 

Annie is a young cat, probably no more than a year old.

She got pregnant as a teenager and wasn’t yet ready to be a mom.

But she’s doing the best she can.

And she’s letting us love her.

 

We’re working to human-train the kittens by talking to them while visiting with them whenever they come out of hiding…and by feeding them kitten food.

 

Beta is the brave kitten.

We’ve been able to pet him once.

Alpha and Gamma are gaining courage.

They’re starting to eat food in human company.

Delta is very skittish.

It runs away every time it sees a human.

 

We’ve spent many hours on the porch waiting for cuteness to emerge from under the porch and play.

 

Sometimes the Numbers even wander onto the porch, and that’s always very special…

 

In a world where everything is so stressful and tense,

Maybe we need more kittens.

Not literally, because there are already too many unwanted kittens in this world.

But figuratively, because everyone needs something cute in their lives to make them slow down and feel joy.

 

God: Thank you for Annie and the Alphabet and for the sense of calm joy they’ve brought to our lives. Help us, as a family, to get them human-trained so that we can find them good forever homes, and help us, as a people, to slow down and find moments of peace in a crazy world. Amen.   

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