'Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming -- WOW -- what a ride!
9 months ago, my brother- and sister-in-law lost their house and had to move in with our mother-in-law. They had a kitty named Vash, and we said he could live here. We have one kitty named Wendy. We did all the right things - we put him in a room, and stayed with him so he got used to us and Wendy and he could smell each other through the door. Then, after a few days, we let him have the run of the house, making sure all the doors were shut. There was some moaning and non-contact dominating by Wendy occasionally. He is very scared and shy, and would spend most of the day behind the couch. My sister-in-law came over and pet him and comforted him, etc. However, after about a week, he got out and was never seen again. We thought he may have been adopted, because we searched and looked asked around for weeks, but never found him. Well, about two weeks ago, he showed up in our house around 10pm. He was dirty and skinny, but he let us pet him, and he ate and ate and ate. The next morning, he was gone again, but he showed up two more nights like this. Next night, he stayed until morning, and ate more (we were feeding him cans of wet food. Well, he's stayed. He sits on our laps, stays in the house at least 18 hours a day, and is looking so much better! Really a miracle story. Don't know where he was, but we are so happy (as is my sister-in-law!
Life is what you make it. Why not choose to be happy?
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