My daughters drove a friend home last night.  The route to his house included a dark, curvy road and in the middle of that dark, curvy road was a tiny abandoned kitten.

They drove all the way home to ask if they could rescue it.  I agreed, but emphasized that we’d try to find a good home for it.  Just because I said “Yes” it didn’t mean it was for OUR house.

When they drove back to find the kitten, it was behind a fence crying, “Mew mew mew.”

It wouldn’t come to them, so they finally had to give up.

Sometimes nature decides.

Photo of abandoned Izze by Psylight via flick creative commons.