A young girl had a very pleasant childhood.
Her parents were very loving, giving their only daughter everything she asked for, making sure she had the things they did not when they were her age.
The one thing that they could not give her that she always wanted, was a dog.
Both parents happened to be allergic.
But the girl would never dare show any frustration or even sadness; she knew very well that her parents would do anything for her.
So she lived, enjoyed, and had an otherwise happy time, but she could not help to feel that she was missing out.
All of her friends had dogs; ones that would sleep at the foot of your bed, ones that would jump on you in its excitement of you coming home from school.
When she came back home from school one day, she came in through the garage. After closing it behind her and turning the doorknob to enter her house, she heard rustling in a corner.
After waiting a moment to see what the noise was, she went ahead an opened the door, thinking it was just her imagination.
But her suspicions were verified when she heard a series of cans falling on the floor.
After the preliminary "who is there's?" she was surprised to see a little kitten amongst a few overturned soup cans in a corner by the garage door.
In her gentleness, she wrapped the poor thing in a towel and opened up one of the cans so it could eat.
When her parents came home, she showed them the kitten and told them the story.
Without any signs of ownership, the only place of safety the kitten would have was in this home,
...and in this home, the cat stayed.
6/3/2023 01:56:52 pm
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