Kyra Kitty

 

When the sheep farmers sold our daughter and son-in-law their new home, they came back to load up the remaining sheep, their horse, the border collies . . . and 2 barn cats, sisters from the same litter who had been adopted to take care of the mice in the barn. Unfortunately, they could only find one cat, Lyla. Her sister, Kyra, remained hidden and they needed to head on out.

We have been watching for Kyra for several weeks, and made sure there was food and fresh water available for her. Once in a while we would catch a glimpse of her but could never get close.

Then we spent several days in a row at the new house. On Friday morning, Kyra was near the pool and I slipped outside to the porch. She sat on a rock, looked directly at me, and chatted up a storm! I don’t speak “cat” but I’m sure she was telling me all about her people and familiar animals disappearing. She wouldn’t let me come near her.

Early Saturday morning I again came out to the porch and sat down. Kyra began talking to me again (complaining?) and came up to me, letting me pet her. So early this morning we attempted to catch her. She approached, purring and allowed petting. . . . . Then Bill grabbed her, put her in a kennel, and carried her to a tack room in the barn while she complained loudly and told him off! We closed her in the tack room with food and water, then texted her owners that she was contained. Their daughter will come from College Station this morning to collect her and return her to her sister kitty and family.

In the same way, we can feel lost and confused in the midst of our present concerns. We may attempt to hide or complain to whoever shows up to listen. Just when we begin to feel settled and begin to trust in the new situation, we are contained and put in a small space in confusion! But we don’t yet know that rescue is on the way — the Lord always provides a way out, a hope and a future.