Faith in Humanity

This past week we were cleaning up our barn sorting items we thought we might sell in a yard sale. Working in the barn in this hot weather has been tough for that reason alone. But another reason for our stress was that we discovered a mother cat and four kittens barely clinging to life in our barn. I guess we were meant to be cleaning up our barn, just so we would discover the cat and her kittens. The mother was skin and bones and the kittens were too. Even though the mother was barely clinging to life she was still caring for the kittens. The mother looks wild in the photo above, but she was quite tame, she was just panting due to the heat. For the past week we've been feeding them, hoping to lessen their struggles to live.


You're probably wondering what the title of this post, faith in humanity, is all about? Linda doesn't seem religious. Most times her posts are current to clay topics at hand. But sometimes my ideas are controversial, but what was our country, America, founded upon? Isn't it freedom of speech, so why not bring to the forefront unpopular yet valid opinions. Perhaps those unable to speak or care for themselves will have a voice through others. Hopefully folks don't shun others strictly for their views, even if they are controversial. Only time can bring answers or solve current controversies.


We finally sorted all the items in the barn, and have been having a sale the last few days to make a few dollars. A gentleman who visited my gardens years ago came to purchase a few items. When he drove up I was having a terrible time dealing with all the yard sale people who were wanting me to sell them items for even less than the already low, low prices I had on them. I have hard time having yard sales for that very reason, but sometimes you have to do what you have to do. Anyway I guess my frustration must have shown and the gentleman offered to take the cats to the animal shelter for me.


It seems animal control will not pick up cats, they'll only pick up dogs. So I would have to drive over 40 miles one way to drop the cats off myself or leave them to their own devices. Today some of my faith in humanity was restored when a relative stranger who came to my yard sale offered to take the cats to the shelter for me. Of course, I gave him a really good deal on all the items he purchased with a few items thrown in for free.


I was able to capture the mother and three kittens, but one kitten is still hiding. I tried everything I could think of to capture the little one, but it was faster than lightening with a mind of his own. Naturally the one I couldn't capture is the smallest, the pure black one above. I got to thinking of the littlest kitten tonight and how he reminds me of myself, since I've often been considered a black sheep. I will keep feeding the littlest one, and hopefully convince it I mean no harm. Then perhaps I can find it a good home around here somewhere, since it doesn't want to leave the neighborhood.