A Sanity Break: Cat and Kitten

Just to take a breather, and enjoy a bit of sanity, here’s a mother cat hugging and comforting her kitten, who has been having a bad dream.

Come on, I dare you–try to beat this!

12 comments on “A Sanity Break: Cat and Kitten

  1. Good for you! And I’m sure they’re a blessing. I’m a one-woman cat rescue. I’ve had kittens born in my lap, I’ve rescued cats with FIV and FELV. I’ve rescued pregnant cats that always come home to deliver. Each one gets a trip to the vet (sometimes many more than one trip), spaying, neutering, vaccines, etc. Then they come home 🙂 One cat, in particular, I called Obadiah. He was a black and white tuxedo with FIV. The vet gave him about nine months, so I brought him home and gave him his own room away from the others. He graced my life for 5 years. Rescued cats – and dogs (I had 2) are such grateful, loving souls

    1. You’d love my editor, Susan. She rescues every cat in the area and seldom has fewer than 30 of them at her house. Along with three dogs and six goats.

      She does not yet have an emu or a musk ox.

    2. You’re so right! I like her already. Her house sounds like mine 🙂 and in years past, I’ve had 2 goats, 2 wolves and 2 geese that raised a few little ones. Growing up, we lived in the country down the road from a dairy farmer. We always had many animals, including a burro. God’s creation is truly wondrous!

    3. Now I’m back in Western New York. Born in the Panhandle of Florida (on the air base); raised in Northwest Pennsylvania (which is where the dairy farmer was) and Western New York, spent the last over 20 years in Northeast and Southeast Florida (which is where I had geese, goats and wolves along with my kitties) and came back to Western New York about 5 years ago. Whew!

    4. There’s much to be said about roots. And while I loved the weather in South Florida, this is home – up here where my grandparents and most of my family were from.

    5. *sigh* The downside is having the watch the Orcs take over and wreck it. They call it “progress.” And one is left wondering, “Did I dream it all? Did these people and places ever really exist?” *sigh*

    6. Sad, but true. Even neighborhoods have abandoned their neighborliness. We used to feel like neighbors were sort of extended family, and, in a way, they were. Now people barely know their neighbors, much less rely on them, or look after one another, or have a barbecue together. We used to close the whole street one day every summer for a neighborhood picnic – adults and children – almost like a family reunion. I long for those days.

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