Brought in from the cold

The striped one is asleep on top of the couch while the white one gets ready to pounce.
Soon they both will be chasing each other around the house, leaping and sliding on the wood floors.
Both cats have come a long way since my landlord first found them hiding under the old boat in the backyard last summer. The kittens and their mother were little more than fur and bones.
Almost immediately, bowls of baby animal mush and warm milk were being left outside for them to eat. The mush soon became left over steak or hotdogs.
My landlady insisted “those cats will never be coming in this house! No way!”
Despite all the complaining, she always made sure those kittens were fed.
When it started to get cold, a house was built for them in the shed. The door was left cracked and a heat lamp and some blankets were left to keep them warm.
When winter hit the kittens got their shots and were brought inside. Their mother was sent off to a farm to live with other barn cats.
So much for the cats never coming inside!
Since those kittens were first seen it was made sure that they would never go hungry again. They have come a long way over the last few months and almost tripled in size.
It is unfortunate that more people don’t feel about animals the way my landlords do. Not everyone needs to go to the same extent, but it does not take much to call a shelter or find a home for a stray or lost animal.
If more people were like my landlords the world would truly be a better place.