They're not mine.
They think they're mine. Pepper - the little white one on the right - follows me around the house and cries most piteously when he loses me. Most of the time, he's on my lap or laying draped over my shoulders like the most alarming fur stole. Nacho, the handsome boy on the left, likes to grab my hand with his paws when I pet his head and will show no signs of ever wanting to let go. Channeling the Beatles, that kitten is.
And it sure feels like they're mine. No matter how much I tell myself I'm just holding on to them until they find their forever home, I'm so in love with my SPCA foster cats. I'm going to have a broken heart when it's time to bring them to their new home.
But I believe in animal rescue and fostering most passionately, and if there's one thing I've gotten out of this awful summer?
A broken heart's almost always worth it, for the love that came before the breaking.
5 comments:
Oh Guinevere, Pepper and Nacho are adorable. Adorable!!! I know I sound like a crazy cat lady but the love I feel from pets/animals is totally totally unique.
I really doff my cap to you wonderful fosterers who give these very vulnerable creatures a safe loving haven before they go to permanent homes.
I love your last sentence. Love it!
take care
x
Bless you, bless you, Guinevere. Your heart is truly in the right place - and how I wish I could hug Pepper and Nacho - the three of you are purrrfect!
I completely agree, fostering is the way to go! My family have never bought a dog. We've had a whole host of rescues and loving-home-neededs from friends.
Ha, I was looking at the Humane Society just last night for dogs. Glad you're volunteering to care for these animals!
Awww... so cute! We just rescued two kitties who were fostered--brother and sister. They're adorable and so sweet.
Yay for kitties!
Post a Comment