And then there were none.
Yep, this was the week. The week any foster kitten parent dreads - and looks forward to. The one with mixed emotions of sadness and loss and excitement and hope. The week when they leave your foster home and get ready to head to a new home. Their forever home.
When the itty bitty foster kittens come into your life, you tell yourself you won't get too attached to them. But you do.
You remind yourself on a daily basis they don't belong to you. But you'll forget.
It'll seem like no one can take care of them and love them like you do. But someone will.
You think you’ll never love any other kittens as much as the ones you have right now. But you will.
You'll talk yourself into - and out of - keeping one or more of them as your own. But you won't.
Because you, as a kitty cat foster parent, are only one little spoke in the big wheel of the lives of orphaned kitties. And when weeks like this one come, the wheel is ready to keep rolling along without your spoke. You've done all you can. You've raised them right. Helped them grow big and strong. Playful and loving. You've made sure they've become
good, productive citizens healthy and fun-loving cats. And you've loved them just as much as humanly possible.
Goodbye, Annie Oakley.
|Gee whiz, you kids grew!|
Want to help contribute to the work I do with foster kittens? I have an Amazon wish list right here. These are the things I use again and again, year after year. With daily laundry and frequent cleaning, items have to be replaced often. I’d love anything you’d be willing to send my way!