When Joan brought us Miss Hissy and her three kittens from Eureka Springs, we thought we would have a feral family which would become pets. But it didn't turn out that way. Two of the kittens disappeared and one died in our back yard. Miss Hissy has survived a severe winter outside, come to eat twice a day, but has resisted our attempts to domesticate her. She's come closer to us, but not to the point of becoming a pettable pet.
When two kittens showed up earlier this month it appeared that we might have a second chance to be a 'family'. But when Mo, the solid white kitten with the Mohawk-style black marking between its ears didn't show up for meals, we feared the worst. While doing some leaf relocating on the north side of the cabin, I found Mo dead under the propane tank. No sign of having been attacked, just lifeless.
There is now a second grave and both Karen and I are sad about another cute, bubbly kitten who lived with us only a short time. Peggy, our three-legged kitty is still coming to eat and Miss Hissy seems to be mothering her well, making sure she gets both the wet and dry food we leave for them. Mo and Peggy's 'father' came by earlier this week and we're not sure if Miss Hissy will be a mom again. It's been hard on us to lose the kittens, and I'm sure it's tough on Miss Hissy to not have all her little ones to raise and nurture.
Tomorrow our fish will have their pond cleaned, maintained, and put in order for the season. We are so grateful for what the previous cabin owners did to make this property so pleasant and livable for them and us, and we are thankful God made it possible for us enjoy it as we have. Even in the sad moments, we thank God for everything He has done for us and what is still to come. We serve an awesome God.
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