Tuesday, May 10, 2011
and then i found four kittens.
how all the strays in wallburg find me, i do not know. they must know my heart aches for them.
last night, during our evening walk, robert and i saw a whirlwind coming toward us. a cloud of gray, black and white. as it got closer, i realized it was kittens. they stopped once they reached our heels, and wove their tiny bodies around our feet and purred.
someone let them out on the road, and they found me. or i found them.
either way, right now there are four tiny furballs in my shed, laying on bicycle seats and exploring the rafters. they have bellies full of milk and cat food and a warm pallet to rest on.
and i'm finding them homes.
but until they leave, i'm loving on them, stroking their teeny ears and rubbing their backs.
i was never a cat person. i do believe that might have changed last night.