Restore My Faith

     I just want to share a little something with you all.  It's been a few months since this happened.  My family and I went to visit some extended family in Virginia.  We also had our dog with us.  We stopped at a gas station in Abingdon, VA to fill up, get snacks, and walk the dog for her potty break.  My husband took the dog while I took the kids inside the store. He joined us inside the store several long minutes later.  We were in there a long time because, ok, we were all taking a potty break too. We got our snacks and got into line together.  My husband smiled at the workers behind the counter and said, "So are you guys the ones who built the little cat house out behind the dumpster? I was walking our dog and came up on it.  My dog scared the cat, but I walked her away from there as soon as I saw it."
     They smiled back at him and said, "Oh yes.  We did that.  Someone abandoned a cat out there and we have been feeding him.  He won't come close to us, but he eats the food.  It's been raining so much, we wanted to build him some sort of shelter."
     My husband said, "It looks like a good shelter."  They exchanged other pleasantries, we paid, and left.  He said to me and the kids, "I will show you what we were talking about."  Sure enough, there was a little shelter that the employees of the gas station had built.  The cat was startled by us and ran into the little brushy area behind the cat house.  I took photos so that I could share on this blog.

     In the bottom picture, I tried to capture the cat. In the center I think you can just barely make out his white face outlined with surrounding black fur, but you have to look really hard. He was afraid.  I think it was really sweet of those folks to do that for him.  Little instances like that sort of restore my faith in humanity...doesn't it for you?

(This was written by my daughter, Karen)