Waiting Kitty Needs Help
By Barbara H. Miller, Goshen
Waiting Kitty Needs Help By Barbara H. Miller, Goshen
Please print my story! I don't remember where I was born or where my family is. I'm an orphan, or some people call me a stray. I was lost when I went from house to house until I found a place where the people feed me. They said I was very thin and still so young. They are kind and I let them pet me, and when they pick me up I purr and cuddle.
There are three lucky cats that live here and they try to chase me away. But I stay around hoping there will be room for one more to stay here too. I've heard the lady calling shelters and friends trying to find me a nice home. Sometimes I wander around the neighborhood, but the neighbors all have dogs. There is one nice little girl who wants me but her daddy likes dogs better. I am still waiting.
And do you know—I don’t even have a name. Sometimes they call me "Little Girl" or "Pretty Kitty." I want a name—I want a home where I can sleep inside. I want to have a little girl to love me and play with me, or a lonely old lady who will hold me in her lap. Maybe I could live in a nursing home with lots of lonely old folks. I would make them all happy. I did hear the lady here call some nursing homes too.
Today a shelter called to see if I had found a new home yet, and they said I am still on their waiting list—but something else happened I didn't tell you about. You see, there was another stray cat that came visiting and I didn't know about cats named Tom. He liked me for awhile and then went away. I began to feel different and the man said all I seemed to do was eat and sleep. Now I hear them say I will have babies soon. What will happen then? Will they still let me sleep in the greenhouse? How will they find nice homes for my babies when they can't find one for me? I heard someone say people used to drown baby kitties. Oh God, do you listen to kitty's prayers? I need your help.
What will happen to my babies and me? Is there someone who wants me? I promise I'll be good. I'm clean and neat. I'll love you. Won't anybody love me too? You can name me—I want a real name. The people here are good to me, but they can't keep every stray looking for a home. They still have one who came and had some babies a few years ago.
Please, someone call! I can't answer the phone, but I'll be waiting for you. The number is 491-3497. Please, I can come right away, or even wait awhile. Please help me. Please.