“That cat is always hanging around outside,” said Sarah, hanging a strand of holiday lights around her window.
“Does she have a collar?” asked her best friend, Trudy.
“I don’t think so. I’m always feeding her. Look, here she comes.” A fluffy black cat wandered onto the patio. She sat and stared at her new friends.
“Here you go,” said Sarah, pulling a pack of treats from her pocket. She placed a few on the ground, while the cat quickly gobbled them up.
“She’s gorgeous,” said Trudy. “I’m sure you could adopt her if you wanted.”
“It’s getting cold out. I’ll try and find out if she has an owner. I’ll ask my neighbors.” Sarah smiled.
“That’s great. I have to run home now. I hope you’ll be okay?” Trudy asked her, with a concerned look on her face.
Sarah looked sad. “I’ll try. It’s quite lonely in the house right now.”
“Hey look, there’s another cat.” She pointed to a pure black cat sitting in the garden.
“Oh, that’s her friend. I call him Kitten.” She went over to pet the cat.
“Okay, I’m on my way. Please call me any time of day or night, if you are anxious or depressed.”
Sarah nodded and smiled. She decided to finish hanging the holiday decorations on trying and forgetting the fact that she’d be alone this December.
The next day both holiday cats showed up on time. They gobbled down the treats she handed them. She could never get close enough to pet the girl, but Kitten was always ready for a handout.
“How did the two of you become friends?” she asked them. “Usually she is territorial.”
Each time they walked away she felt sad. She swept up some stray leaves from her patio and put them in a brown bag. Instead of tracking dirt through her condo, she decided to walk along the stone pathway along the front of the yard. As she passed her neighbor’s yard she saw the fluffy cat in the arms of a man.
“Hello,” she called out. “Is that your cat?”
“Yes, this is Dusty,” he said.
She was crestfallen. She had hoped the cat had been a stray. Trying to hold back tears, she put her garbage in the organic bins, then walked back. On the way back, Kitten ran out and followed her.
As she passed her neighbor’s patio, she noticed he was still there. “Say, is this your cat too?” she asked him.
He shook his head. “No, that’s a stray. I was going to take him to the animal shelter. I’ve been feeding him, but can’t look after two cats forever. My wife passed and it’s been difficult.”
Understanding, Sarah had an idea. “Why don’t I adopt Kitten? She and Dusty get along well. They can keep on visiting.”
The man smiled. “That’s a great idea! I think he needs to be neutered though.”
“I can make arrangements.” She turned and picked up Kitten. He wouldn’t be allowed back outside until he had a visit to the vets.
As she carried him home, she was already starting to feel better. The cats had cheered her up, just in time for the holiday season.