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A Heaven-Sent Watchkitty

She wasn’t even a cat person. What had convinced her to keep this young kitten?

A watchful kitten

The snow was coming down hard when I pulled into the carport beside our double-wide and took out my groceries. I couldn’t wait to get inside and warm up.

But just as I started for the front door, my arms full, the stray cat I’d found several months earlier jumped down out of nowhere and planted herself on the steps right in front of me. “Move, Kitty, these bags are heavy,” I said. “Scat!” But Kitty refused to budge.

I knew I shouldn’t have kept that cat. I wasn’t even a cat person.

Maybe because my husband and I lived on the outskirts of town, we’d found pets abandoned by their owners on more than one occasion. That’s how we got our dog, Blackie, who turned up by our trailer a few weeks after we’d moved in.

During the week, my husband was 125 miles away at college, so I was happy to have a companion. A dog—now, a dog was useful. A dog, especially a big one like Blackie, could keep me safe.

But what good was a cat, really? I’d found Kitty in a ditch, curled up in a tiny ball. My neighbor’s cat had just had kittens, and I assumed she was one of the litter. But my neighbor said all his kittens were accounted for. I’d rescued Kitty, and now I was stuck with her.

Sighing, I set my groceries on top of the car, picked up the cat, and put her in her house under the carport. The second I turned to grab my bags, Kitty bolted up the steps and blocked my way again, meowing defiantly.

“Move! I’m warning you…” I gave Kitty the staredown. That’s when I saw a glint of something on the steps. Broken glass. I looked up. The window of our front door had been busted out.

Did someone break in? Why wasn’t Blackie barking? I backed away from our trailer, jumped in the car and took off. When I got a safe distance down the street, I pulled over to call the police.

They found Blackie, who’d been knocked unconscious by a blow to the head. “The burglar ran out the back door when we arrived,” the officer told me. “It’s a good thing you didn’t go inside.”

Kitty brushed against my leg and looked up at me. Small enough to be overlooked by a burglar, but big enough for the Lord’s work.

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