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“Well, that is certainly just what you need.” I
just smiled and wondered how many more friends would say that – both the
ones that would say it to me and the ones that would say it to each other
about me.
Yes - I know I do not need anymore little furries
to keep up with. My daughter’s cat was supposed to stay only till she got a
place to stay. Now it seems it will be a year when their lease at this place
is up and they are on their feet to get a new place - maybe buy. I had more
than enough already - but she adopted him from the rescue I help, and I am
afraid if she leaves him with "the jerk" he may fare no better than her
pups.
Now another one of my rescues is coming back to
stay for a bit. Our niece adopted him from me three years ago. Her husband
hurt his back and is out of work - but hopes to be back working in a month -
two at the most. And our niece has some health issues. She had to make some
tough choices - giving up everything that is not an absolute essential to be
sure her two little boys are fed and have shelter. We talked this weekend
and she does not want to give her kitty up - but she cannot afford to feed
him and meet his needs, and care for a seven year old and a one year old
right now. Her hope is the families biggest Christmas gift will be a furry,
grey, purring machine and if she gives him to the pound or to another family
she knows that won't happen. So, I will have him temporarily and I loaned
her enough to insure they can cover bills, keep the phone and internet, and
to give two little boys who have done nothing wrong a Christmas.
Do I need cats any more cats? Not really - but
these are family and I will stand by family when I can - blood family and
the family my heart has found. I have had to watch as my grandson cries for
his puppy - knowing I can do nothing. It is too late to help his pup – his
dad and his dad’s new girlfriend turned his puppy over to the pound and we
did not know until it was too late. So he cries and asks if the people who
adopted his puppy will please give him back. I cannot allow his tears to
fall for his kitty too.
I watched my little great nephew cry as I put his
cat in my car to leave, but I could promise him that I would bring him back
as soon as we could. My other choice was to know his tears would be goodbye
forever to his kitty. How could I let these two little ones who are still
innocent be hurt and lose their fur babies forever? If I could, would I
still be the person my friends know? Taking these two in is a small enough
thing to do for those I love - and I think those who know me, know this is
who I am – and they are right. I do not need two more kitties - but neither
could I condemn them, and fail them when they turned to me to help. I don't
know that I could live with their deaths if it is due to my failure. Isn’t
this what families are supposed to do?
Candace
10/2/2006 |
