Roads Less Traveled

Well today is the day for that road. Not one that I would choose to travel. But what is waiting for me at the end of it will be worth the trip. I have dealt with the worry for about two months now. I think I know what the outcome will be. But we always have the unknown element there. And to not be in control is always hard for me. Also the expense. 

Whew! Sometimes you do not know where you are going to draw from. But there are things along the way that just make it work out. When I started this last venture I had taken what I could for the last two months and said this will have to do. Don't have to buy this and can make that last til we scrape together something to make us feel like we will have a start at least. Then here comes someone with an extra jump. One you did not expect. So you say thank you and then you look up and thank the other provider.

Sometimes it is just what you asked for and others times what you never would have guessed. This time it was a kitten. Yeah a kitten. I was asking for money, time, reassurance, a car and swiftness. But no a kitten called my name. I should have known my name is pronounced with a pitiful meow. I have heard it before. So hearing it this time I turned around and started looking for the owner of that sad voice. I spoke back and sure enough there was the same voice calling out meow. Tracking it I came to a car. The engine hot from the noon day sun and a crying emitting from it. You could hear the fright there. Well here I am in a parking lot 200 miles from home to start with and now I am messing with a car that is not my own. Trying to get this sad baby to understand that if you got in there you can get out was not working. So I start looking for owners of the vehicle. Finding I now am gathering others who start to understand the kitten's plight we find another obstacle. The hood release does not work on this car. So we have to find how to jerry rig the wiring to get it opened. Meanwhile some are trying to go under the car and coax the kitten out while others are trying to dismantle the front grate. 

Back and forth, men and women, English and Spanish, straight and gay we have all sorts of potential conflicts. But none of that enters in. Cause we all can hear the meow getting fainter. Of course all these people know it won't stop til we get in which we do. And there trapped by the hot battery is a small grease covered blue eyed black kitten. Panting so that a dog would be jealous. Having to remove the battery and some hoses we finally get him out. 

After time to cool off, a good bath and trips to get all the kitties necessities, I see what this really is. Not what I asked for. Not money or time or safety. No it is control. Yes control of my senses to hear a cry. Control of a rescue much needed. And now control over a kitten who needed help. In all of it I had calmed down. Changed my focus and could now see the road less traveled. Yeah there are some bumps and curves but it is just a road. And it has a destination. And I can handle that conflict once I get there. But for now I have a kitten to pet.