Lessons from Ruth
Y
ou never know what the very
next moment may bring.
I was re-
minded of this by our ‘new’ cat, Ruth. We were just recovering from the grief of losing two beloved cats six months earlier. The house felt a little empty without the sonorous purring, the shameless demands for attention and the speedy appearances at the sound of the can opener. They had both brought such joy and a sense of play into our home. We missed them. My husband, Richard, and I had been talking about get- ting a couple of kittens just the day before Ruth’s arrival, but had decided to wait a while longer.
"
...there is always a place for hope."
I knew some-
thing was up when Richard walked in the door the day after our conversation.
I heard him yelling, “There is a starving cat out here and I’m go- ing to feed it – I don’t care if it
comes back!” This was a pretty unusual stance since his more typical sentiment was more like, “There is a stray cat outside. Please don’t feed it. I don’t want a stray cat hanging around here.” I got up to see what was eliciting so much fervor. I found her ‘skin draped over bone’ visage just outside our door. I had never seen an animal so emaciated. I could see every rib, ver- tebrae and bone in her gaunt little body. She could barely stand
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