Tears welled up in my eyes as I read your post. I haven't been this emotional about animals in a while, maybe because I don't allow myself to do it. We had three spoiled cats, now they are two because one, despite our care, just decided to leave us and now has a new home somewhere in the village, and what we get from the other two is basically impudence.
What you are sharing here is different. Domestic cats, even those that live in the garden and roam freely, are often spoiled and impudent in their desires and actions. Street cats are smart, brave and very intuitive. Did she choose you - yes, she definitely did. She felt that you were humane people to whom she could entrust her children. This is an intuitiveness beyond human capabilities. And cats, as they say, are extraterrestrial beings with extraterrestrial abilities.
I recently read the wisdom of a spiritual teacher in Bulgaria who says that when a cat comes to your home, it is a blessing for the home. So, you should feel blessed for everything that has happened. Keep taking care of these little creatures and... the cat god will thank you one day, or at least he will be merciful - this is a half-joke, half-truth that I read somewhere once.🙃😻❤️🩹
you made me tear up all over again. Not the loud kind of tears — the quiet ones, the kind that slip out when someone gets it. Thank you for letting yourself feel this with me.
Ah! You’re right about street cats. They wear their wisdom like old warriors. Don't they? That orange one... With that tired, watchful gaze of a mother who’s seen too much but still hopes for soft grass and safety. Her trust? It felt something holy.
Well, to my great relief,
they’re not timid anymore. I gave them some chicken yesterday, and they purred, growled, and launched into a full-blown wrestling match — like the canines… no, like the tiny tigers they clearly believe they are. All that was missing was theme music and slow motion.... 😂
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