Each and every morning she used to get up to the call of the elder statesman cat Ziggy gently combing her hair. Ziggy passed on a couple of months ago and she still mourns him. Every day she gets up and gropes for her glasses and heads for the kitchen. Before she has one sip of morning coffee she feeds our furry friends. They dance separately in excitement as she tries to wake up enough to feed them. She dons her robe to go outside and feed the ferals who have no one to love them and no food toeat. They live in the back shed in order to stay warm and guarded from the weather. Every morning they are there waiting for her. If she doesn’t come right away they start their chorus of beckoning sounds in reaction to their hunger.
Whether hot or cold, dry or raining, windy or snowing, their needs are for their basic survival. I have seen her go without so that they could not. I have seen her talk to them, pet them and love them. I have seen her immediately put down what she was doing, no matter how important, to meet their needs. Her dedication to support their life with food and love is exemplary. Without her, they would never survive. Without her, they would not live as long as they have. Without the love in her heart for their very lives they would not survive.
I saw her take an 8 oz kitten, who was heading for being a possum snack, and bring him back to health. He cried in excruciating pain every time he visited the litter box. She cleaned his rear and applied Vaseline untilhe was healed. He is now over ten pounds and is the alpha male in our home. I’ve seen her be responsible to life and accountable for maintaining it.
Who is she? She is my talented and beautiful wife Elizabeth; the woman who I fell in love with one morning when she was admiring her Morning Glories. She is the woman who has stuck by me when others attacked, tried to take advantage and accused me of things I would never do. I am one blessed man to have her in my life. When I begin to feel that I am overwhelmed and persecuted, I think of how much she believes in me and supports my dreams. I virtually place myself in the shed as a feral cat and look up to her in thanks for being there every day to make sure that I survive.
We have survived together because of the love for each other and the love from our furry pals. Please visit our website dedicated to helping our friends. If it is in your heart to help us in our mission to help us with our friends, then please do. Several of our friends here on FB have helped us in the past. We would like to thank our consistent sponsors F.R. Rittenhouse and Andy Pocklington for all of your help God bless all of you and thank you for all of your support. ~Dean A. Banks, D.D. (Spirituality Guidance Channel)