Our cat census, as usual, was full. Did we have room for a 12 year old cat? Not really. But sometimes Life really does happen to people, and the little voice of your soul persistently whispers "there, but for the grace of God, go I". As it becomes increasingly louder, suddenly there is ample space and resources available for Benji as he awaits his new home.
Tears of desperation turned into tears of gratitude, and the senior cat was officially signed over to Angels of Assisi. He came with toys, treats, and a letter to his new family, explaining all his qualities and quirks. Benji head butted the front of his kennel, purred a little, and curled up for a nap.
Later that night, his owner called. Her youngest son had not realized the severity of her situation, and offered to take Benji home to live out his remaining years. She arrived the next morning to gather her beloved cat, and we almost did not recognize her. Gone was the worry; she stood taller and a beaming smile lit up her face. We wished them both well, returning the smile tenfold.
Good luck, little Benji. You got your life back sooner than hoped, and that little voice inside our soul said "See? Told ya so."
- Difficulties come when you don't pay attention to life's whisper. Life always whispers to you first, but if you ignore the whisper, sooner or later you'll get a scream.
- ~ Oprah Winfrey