Do you think he remembers that it was not so long ago, he was on the other side of that window looking in? Do you think he recalls the hot summer day when he crept into my yard and gobbled up hard corn I had put out for the squirrels? Could he still have any memories of how he nearly starved to death when his people moved away and left him behind? Does he have any recollection of the hurricane he weathered under the neighbors gazebo, and how he was chased by a big yellow dog once the storm passed? Do you think he remembers the horrible things that someone did to him to make him loose his trust in humans? Does he remember being alone and frightened and homeless?
It's cold outside today, and as I watch Puck nap on the kitty bench in my studio, I wonder if he considers how lucky he was that it was our yard he wandered into back in June. I think the rumble of his purrs tell me yes. But if you were to ask me, I would have to say that we were the lucky ones. >^..^<
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Gosh, you brought tears to my eyes. Bless you for taking Puck in. We find ourselves wondering the same things about Clementine, who was a stray someone found and took to the animal shelter. We ask her about her life on the street, and can't imagine how she ever slept without humans. Aren't we so lucky they've found us?
Yes, we are very fortunate. I've always said, "A home without a cat is just a house". I can't imagine ever being catless.
Sniff, Sniff- That made me get all misty eyed.
My own precious feline Cessie has mammary cancer and we are just trying to give her the best day possible since we dont know how many that is.
Believe it or not she was almost drowned as a kitten by a horrible man but my Dad got to her litter just in time- she is now 14 years old- A house without a cat is borning!!!!!
Awww, Michelle. I'm so sorry to hear about your Cessie. =o(
The best thing you can do now is just let her know how much she is loved.
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