What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Thursday, July 09, 2009


Because 26 chickens, a calf and a dog were not enough animal mouths to feed, we now have a feline one too.

Corynn has been dreaming about a kitten for a L.O.N.G time. In her mind, that and a horse would make her life complete.

We found a gray kitten in the garage one day and Papa said she could have it. Of course "it" was a MEAN, awful, wild little thing. She was tucked in the corner and the children couldn't reach her so I came out and cooed to her while stretching my hand out for her.

Of course, little kittens look awfully cute on the outside but within a moment I was attacked by the savage little beast. I mean, that cat sounded like (and looked like) a mountain lion when I got too close. I drew back my bloody hand and told the kids not to bother the awful thing anymore.

And then Corynn wailed because HER kitty was so awful and I was the mean one who said THAT cat wouldn't be a good pet.

We never did see that kitten again (and I say, HALLELUJAH! to that!) but a week later, Papa came home with one that some friends gave to us. (Thanks Terrys!!)

YAY! A kitten!

We held her and stroked her as she purred away until one minute, she escaped from our hands and hid underneath our house.

for three days.

We could not coax the thing out and we weren't sure she was getting the food we set out for her (we DO have a rather determined pooch, after all) and by the third day I was wondering if she might have up and died under there. But that very day she popped out and acted like nothing had ever happened.

She was no longer spooked, she was cuddly and sweet, and she was hungry.

She's been underfoot ever since.

Corynn named her Sarah (and I loved that name for a child but I can't see naming a girlie that while we have a cat named that also so we now have quite a conundrum!)

Despite having a STRICT no animals in the house policy, Sarah has somehow made the rules BEND ever so slightly, as she is allowed in the front room and enjoys cuddling up on the new pillow seat. And okay, she SOMETIMES comes into the kitchen for a quick treat.

But that's IT! :-)

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