Big Heart


The husband has always told me that he was never a cat person (aside from marrying me, of course) and didn’t quite see the point of having them as pets.

Well, last Friday night after one too many glasses of red wine with friends, we came home to the meows of a kitten who lost his litter. All it took was one little purr while looking up at us with big helpless eyes for Carl to spend his whole weekend researching on cat behaviour, shopping for food and supplies, and taking his new friend to the vet for a check up. He also spent the weekend convincing me why it would be good to keep him. *sigh* Now I know how my mom felt while I was growing up.
But here is another reason why I married this man, when it comes to kindness, no one gets left behind.

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