For a couple of years I had really wanted a kitten. It had been over 20 years since I had gotten one, but I could not justify getting a kitten when so many adult cats were waiting to be adopted at shelters, and kittens were relatively easy for them to place. I held the desire in my heart but never acted on it. One day I had the sudden urge to visit my friend Tina who was, at the time, director of Second Chance Animal Shelter. She was in a meeting when I arrived, so I decided to wait in one of the cat rooms.
We had a great visit and as I was leaving, someone came into the shelter carrying a box. Tina said, “What do we have here?” and as she opened the box she gasped and said, “This kitten cannot be more than a few days old!” The people who brought her in said that it had been dropped by the feral mother, and she had not come back for it. They feared it would die. Tina said, “These kittens require 24/7 care, and my staff has been out straight bottle feeding litters.” She looked at me with pleading eyes, “You wouldn’t want it would you Mary?”
I had prayed earlier that day for something new and exciting to come into my life…I could feel that this was the answer. I was prepped on just how much work it is to take a tiny kitten. They need to be bottle fed every few hours, wiped with a moist cotton ball to stimulate them to go to the bathroom after every feeding, (because they cannot go on their own), and need to be isolated from the other animals in the house, since there is no way of knowing if they have contagious diseases. I had no idea of any of this, and was left with the less than encouraging, but truthful, words, “You really need to be aware that kittens this small, many times, don’t make it.”
Eleanor was the answer to my prayer. I had my kitten, while helping out the shelter. But I also got to see a part of Jack that I hadn’t seen before. When we first got her, he was afraid to even hold her (she fit in the palm of your hand) much less feed her, but because I had a speaking engagement in Florida, the week after we brought her home, Jack was thrown into this role full-time. He cancelled all of his activities (golf games), came home from his store every 2 hrs to feed her during the day, and took her to the vet 3 times (because he couldn’t get her to poop!) during my absence.
I have come to believe that we don’t have to struggle for what we desire in this life…I really don’t think that we even have to look for it. When I know what I want, but cannot figure out how it will happen…that is when I should get really excited because a big surprise is right around the corner! Looking at Eleanor reminds me of this every day.
“I will prepare, and someday my chance will come.” Abraham Lincoln
p.s. The house of our dreams has not yet appeared, but we are expecting it to, and will let you know when we find it…thank you for all of your positive thoughts!!