Are we so different? A tummy full of food brings comfort...
And as long as we have a safe place to sleep...
We try to build a home and a family.
But it isn't easy. No one knows what the future holds as we look in wonderment at the world.
Sometimes strangers come our way ...and we are afraid. Sometimes the danger is real; sometimes it is only in our minds. Who can tell?
Sometimes life brings us hardships. Sometimes an illness strikes from nowhere, without rhyme or reason, and leaves us with yet another challenge...
But we still try. We still struggle. We still survive. Or at least we try... and while we are here, we try to take time to play and enjoy life a little (or at least we should).
The feral cats have taught us this: Great or small, feline or human, life throws us challenges and obstacles and we deal with them as best we can. We try to overcome. We try to keep going. We hope for a better day. And if we do it all just right, we maintain our wonderment in our happy-sad-crazy world...
Seemingly alone in the world.. independent yet depending on others in ways we never realize. With hopes and fears and a will to survive: In so many ways, we're all ferals in this world.
Beautiful photos...beautiful lesson. thank you!
ReplyDeleteOh Chriss this is the most beautiful poingant post I have read on your blog. I have tears in my eyes as I read the lessons I have learned once again here today. I sit next to my beautiful feral Hunny Bunny on the sofa and kiss her head softly...she is a lucky one to be rescued to live her life inside the cozy cottage. I just fed the garden kitties who wait with hungry eyes...we have 7 of them. Our yard is a wildlife sanctuary where all find food shelter and love in the sunbeams as the snooze...thank you for being a part of the soulution...spelling intended as soul:)
ReplyDeleteLove Karla and Misses Peach
Hi,
ReplyDeleteI was involved with the Feral Cat Coalition here in San Diego many years ago and I helped get a female and her kittens taken care of, the female we had spayed by a group of volunteer vets that donated their time to spay and neuter, dozens of cats, we named her Farrah...and fed her for many years, she came daily for her food.
Some of her babies were able to be adopted and so that was good.
Thanks for your story, I have not thought of Farrah in quite some time. :)Thanks for what you do!
Well said. ::sniff::
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