Who Turned on the Light?

When the husband and I first moved here there seemed to be this aura around our home. It was this beacon for strays who had lost their way. Some how these animals would find their way to us and we in turn would do everything we could for their well being. Helping them find their way back home or a new home.

I’m not sure what is different but since we had dug up the front yard it is happening again. I’m thinking it is possible that the last bit of negative energy had finally been shoveled from our home.

About a week and a half ago people living across the street from us found themselves in the company of police and children services. The kids were taken, the people left the house and the dog was left behind. Left behind running the streets that is, so in the morning we called animal control and had her picked up to keep her safe. From a phone call with a friend who has connection to a rescue we were able to have her transferred if she wasn’t claimed. Our friend also found someone to take her who had the misfortune of just losing their dog.

All the while that was going on down the street some ass locked a cat up in an abandoned house. This is not a feral cat but a pet, a pet cat will cry, a feral will not. The neighbors had informed me, two days later, instead of making a simple phone call when they first heard her crying. I sent some e-mails out, brought in APL, so we ended up with a house guest until we could get her transported to the local vet on Monday morning. She was the perfect guest.

I am happy to report that this little lady is now adopted. I have never been around a cat that was so expressive, talkative, and just plain loving. This little girl knew how to work it. All I have to say is that the new owners better take good care of her, she has been through enough trauma in her young life already.

Monday the husband was working in the front yard and noticed a young bully mix running in the street. This is not a good situation for we live on a main road in the city. The bully stopped traffic, almost got hit by a car, making the husband very nervous due to the situation. With the Bully breeds here there is a 50/50 chance that you are going to get bit. We have many asshole owners, enough said about bad dog owners back to the story.

This little girl became smitten with my husband and who wouldn’t, but the husband sized her up and her body language and this was a good dog. Actually she is only about 4 to 6 months old. Well fed, well taken care of, still very much a puppy. So the husband had a guest for the afternoon until after many phone calls and he transported her the same vet where the cat went to.

Now that I have talked to the husband it comes to be known that this pup was dropped off at the ghetto house across the street. It isn’t the ghetto houses dog, but when the husband question these girls who where over there visiting they said it was their dog. Then they got in a car and left without the dog. WTF – Ghetto simply just ghetto.

The husband after talking to the girls, and the people who live in the ghetto house, with no results – ended up transporting the pup anyway. At least she will have a fighting chance at a loving family. The husband also told me that he almost ended keeping her, as a final act of desperation because this little girl is really just a good dog. For my husband to say something like that she must have some very special qualities. I’m not so sure how Stella would feel about having a sister to share in the love though.

I wouldn’t feel right about not mentioning the feral cat’s in the piece.

We lost one of our feral cats, she was young, we don’t know what happened, but it was on Monday night when I came home from work and found her. She died at least at a place where she would be safe and where her body would be taken care of. She was one of the cats that we were not able to trap so she has left behind a legacy. One Kitten, who is now 9 weeks old and very feral. Thanks Nymm. His mom, Nymm, taught him to behave like a feral cat which is why we observe from a short distance. We are watching him/her very closely an monitoring his/her behavior as he/she is trying to understand that its mom is not coming back.

I don’t have a photo of her on this computer.

RIP Nymm.

I think we will keep this aura, there is a sense of peace that come with it and knowing that the creatures who have no voices at least have one place along their journey where there is this house where there will be fresh water, food and a helping hand.


3 Responses to “Who Turned on the Light?”

  1. 1 Karen Anne August 12, 2009 at 6:24 AM

    Thank you…

  2. 2 Nicole August 12, 2009 at 9:23 AM

    Bless you! We have always been a stray magnet. And for the most part, that’s OK.

    Bless your home for its always open and loving nature. 🙂

  3. 3 Michele August 12, 2009 at 5:15 PM

    Thank you both for the kind words.

    I feel that people who encounter this are some how different. Being different I am learning is not such a bad thing when the reward is a sloppy kiss or the sound of purring. The animals keep me grounded and life in perspective, I need all the reminders I can get these days.

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