You see, my cats were born from the rough and sinewy dephs of the Earth. Actually, the Earth IS their mother. But, she abandoned them. Heartless and oblivious to their needs. She lashes out against them every single day! Making them cold and bitter in the winter and hot and thirsty during the dry and sweltering summer. Most of us humans wouldn't even lend them a helping hand either. We're selfish beings, I tell you. My furry friends struggle every single day to stay alive. It's an amazing feat of survival, if you'd ask me. I don't know how they do it. They've become expert scavengers, roaming garbage cans for ways to calm their insatiable hunger. They manage to find a few dried-up bones here and there. The remnants of someone's meal for the most part.
It breaks my heart not being able to help them! Everything is all wrong and I just don't know how to make it right for them. I feel powerless! Powerless because I have searched high and low for help to no avail. I have emailed countless shelters begging them to take them in with no luck. I wish I could take all nine of them in with me. But, I honestly can't. It's just not that easy. This feeling of powerlessness is definitely nerve-wrecking. One thing is for sure though. The fact that I've exhausted my resources does not mean that I am ready to give up. Not now. Not never. I just pray that they don't give up on me...
Right now as I write this, the temperature outside my window is 34 degrees and dropping. I feel horrible knowing that as I lay here in my warm, cozy bed, my furry little friends are out there in the cold. It's not fair. It really isn't! They should be inside too, but they're not. My love and compassion for them is never-ending. This, in turn, makes their suffering, my suffering. For, their pain haunts my mind every single day and every single night. Indeed, compassion hurts...a lot.
Below is a collage of a few shots I managed to get of some of them. They really are beautiful, aren't they!
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