LJI Season 8: Food Memory

[n_decisive]

I sit in a corner of the long abandoned chicken house, still as a statue. The sight of me must be strange; I wear my mother's heavy jacket over my jeans and light sweater and my five year-old hands are cartoon-ish in my stepfather's thick work gloves

Comments

[n_decisive]

Glad you enjoyed it!

Rosie's just that kind of cat. We were going to start calling her "Saint Rosie," but we realized that she only brings home male cats. To reach sainthood in the cat world, I'm fairly certain she has to be an equal opportunity care provider. ;)

[myrna_bird]

A sweet story of kindness to kitties.

[basric]

A lovely entry. As a cat lover, how could zi not love it.

[karmasoup]

Absolutely beautiful, both the story itself, and the telling of it. Granted, I'm a bona fide cat lover, and have done my fair share of rescues (and have made that empty car trip back from a vet, crying for a life I didn't know existed not two hours earlier), but, this I think was enough to win any heart.

[majesticzaichik]

The same thing happens with my mom's cat where food left outside attracts neighborhood cats. The first one, my parents took to a shelter, but the second one, my mom just feeds. The cats come through the window upstairs via the roof. My mom kept the window closed for a while, but then saw that cat look horribly skinny so she felt sorry for it and started leaving the window open at all times now. I know how it's like to care for sick animals. I took a cat back home from Japan after I paid for its surgery.