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This is my new friend. I’ve decided I’m gonna call her Esmerelda, because when I asked her what her name was, she didn’t respond.
Anyway, yesterday I left the house feeling kind of bummed out about having to go talk to my mother. Esmeralda came directly to me as I exited the building and meowed at me. She hung out and let me pet her and rubbed on my legs and skirt for a little while.
We talked, and I let her know that I had to go, but I thought she was looking a little skinny so maybe I’d grab her some food. She meowed at the prospect, and followed me to the end of the shady tree area on my way to the car.
When I came back she was laying next to a potted plant, totally stretched out and motionless. I was terrified by the thought that she may have died of heat exhaustion or starvation while I was gone. But when I said, “Hey kitty?” she meowed at me again and let me pet her.
In our conversation she expressed that she still hadn’t had anything to eat, so I went back to my car and drove to the store. Again, she followed me to the edge of the shade, meowing, asking questions I’m not sure I had answers for. I reassured that this time, I would return with food.
At the store, I saw canned 9 Lives cat food. It was 99 cents a can. The guy behind the counter asked me, “Do you have a cat?” and I said, “No, but there’s a little hungry cat in the alley, and I think the people who take care of her are gone.” I handed him 2 dollars and asked him if he needed tax. He replied, “No, don’t worry about it. You’re doing a nice thing for the kitty. You do something nice for her, I do something nice for you.”
My heart grew 3 sizes.
Then I got back to the apartment building, and there was little Esmeralda, chilling in the shade. I opened the can and said, “Here’s dinner!” She meowed as she bounced over, and I put the can down. Immediately her face was in the can, and I heard the happiest sound I ever heard from her: satisfied lapping and munching noises.
And don’t you always want to hug kittens?
My response was that I don’t always wanna hug kittens because allergies… but truly? Yeah. I always wanna hug kittens.
Really just trying to up the ante on keeping our collective sanity.
It’s been a very difficult 2-3 weeks for every human being I’ve had a conversation with.
Think about these adorable, tiny kittens for a little while, and take their image with you on your travels.
THE STUDY NAME Y’ALL:
“The Power of Kawaii: Viewing Cute Images Promotes a Careful Behavior and Narrows Attentional Focus”
AWW! I want to kiss their little faces.
While Prince George’s County has been rocked in the past month by everything from earthquakes to hurricanes to heavy flooding, one critter — a weeks-old kitten — beat the odds and managed to survive it all, in part thanks to a good Samaritan.
Wayne Smith, who found the kitten, named it Yoda, after the diminutive Star Wars character with giant ears.
Stray kitten tests 9 lives to survive flooding