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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

It's 4 a.m. Do You Know Where Your Cat Is?


I did.

He was meowing in my ear. He didn't stop for two hours.

Yes, it was Dooley. While most of his recovery from the vet visit (see previous post) had been going along okay, it came to a screeching halt. And I do mean screeching.

It wasn't bad enough that Foster is regularly running into things so I must be more vigilant in watching him. No, Tilly had to find something completely vile to roll in when we went out to the kennel at night. She got to stay in the kennel. Perhaps this wasn't so bad since she would have added to the mayhem of cat isolation.

Needless to say, I'm a bit cranky this morning from lack of sleep. And I went outside and it was 40 degrees - a mere 45 degree drop from Sunday afternoon.

The complaints were piling up in my head when I thought - I'm fortunate to be able to afford (somewhat) to have the dogs and cats that I do....I have heat, I have air conditioning. I have a warm coat to put on when it's cold. Really, this isn't the worst thing that could happen (been there, done that).

So I thanked God that this is the worst I have today. It's really not that bad.

If I could explain to Dooley that having a rotten teeth removed and why he suddenly needed a special diet for his diabetes, he'd most likely understand and cooperate. However, there is no reasoning with a cat. I can't make him understand because we are different beings. I wish he'd trust me.

If God could explain it to us, we'd most likely be okay to endure the perceived suffering. But His ways are not ours - He is much higher than us. He just wants us to trust Him.

2 comments:

  1. Ah yes. . the trust thing, how hard it is ! through all the trials we are in the midst of, I, for some reason adopt a chihuahua. But I think I found the reason that God put him in my life. He makes the PERFECT nursing home visitor. I have been making trips to hardin hills in kenton to visit family and decided to try him out. He loves the attention and just literally cuddles with the residents. As long as he is being petted he will lay in their bed or sit in their laps and give them the ol lick on the face which just brightens their day. Some of these folks haven't laughed like they do with him for a long time. He doesn't especially like being called a "kitty" like one lady does . . but he tolerates it because she is his best friend there. What God does to guide me is truly amazing.

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  2. Thanks, Melissa! Sorry to hear you are going through a tough time. Thankfully you see God's provisions through it - even the little things - like little Chihuahuas!

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