C: A Heart of Mercy
I just really have to let you in on the kind of heart V has. Last October we had a wonderful gathering in honor of her grandson’s first birthday. The party was held at a park under a pavilion near a river and surrounded by woods. We had a wonderful, beautiful day. As we ate, we noticed two young cats furtively watching us from the edge of the woods, occasionally inching closer and then disappearing back into the forest line. (These pictures are not the cats of whom I speak, but I thought since I am on a cat theme, I’d use them anyway…) V began to take food out toward them and before we left, we saw them eat. But those cats, clearly abandoned to their own devices, weighed on V’s heart. Since that day, most days she drives miles out of her way to feed these cats, usually after a hard day’s work. She goes out on weekends, too. Cats have to eat then, too. She worried about them when we were out of town. As word has gotten out, five cats ...