Tuesday, July 24, 2012

and along came hope...

I am certain my anxiety was apparent in my voice as I called to Luna one more time. The kittens had run into the meadow, following me as I harvested leaves from a nearby tree for a goat treat. Grass so tall & thick...with thistle & nettle & milkweed--butting up to endless acres of corn. Pearl & Meadow had bounded back out, then in again, playing as only kitties do....but no sign of little Luna. Big sister-Whisper & I had sat at the edge of the meadow watching the babies play & waiting to see all three, waiting long enough for Whisper to run off on an adventure of her own, long enough for dusk to settle in. Enough time had passed to alarm me...at 3 months they are still so little, getting lost is too easy. So I called to her, wandering the edges of the meadow calling.


And then she was there, not Luna...but momma cat, Hope. I know she could hear my alarm, and out from the barn she arrived. She sniffed the grass at the edge of the meadow, then entered & disappeared. No sound, except for the two visible babies playing. I scouted all the edges, looking for any movement, listening for any sound. Worry lingered - and I waited...

Quiet & hot. And then my Hope and a tiny panting Luna came out of the tall grass.

So often I lift her into my arms and thank her. This lost cat that arrived at our farm three years ago - my Hope. Blessing us with 4 litters....and teaching us so many countless lessons along the way. Last night she reminded me again that courage is often quiet, that hope runs deep, and that a mother's love knows no obstacle.

12 comments:

Kari from Meadowview Farm said...

I finished this post in the barn this morning...reading it aloud to an audience of kittens & goats. My Hope sat on several bales of straw....watching her babies play. This barn and these animals do feed my soul.
Kari

Full Circle Creations said...

I know this feeling all too well. It's one of the things that happens on a farm. And I'm always thankful when they return.

Great post!

Holly

kimmykats said...

They do feed our souls. My Oreo is my girlfriend...she comes bopping along as I walk the property.

Gretel said...

How wonderful - that sick feeling when they don't come back and the sheer relief when they do. Clever, brave Hope - and let's hope Luna learns a lesson from this!

Primitive Stars said...

Hello, what a wonderful and happy story, loved it. Held me spellbound and yes, Mamma to the rescue,thanks for putting a smile on my face today, Blessings Francine.

Barb said...

Hope probably marched into the wild and upon finding Luna said, "Oh for heaven's sake, you've frightened your grandma half to death....come out of there!!!" :O) Blessed Hope!!!

sweetvintageofmine said...

I know the feeling..I'm glad everything was alright. My heart pound when I read this....it brought back memories of my "SWEETIE". She went missing FEB 2011. In fact, your cat reminded me of her..they look like each other. SWEET POST...Roxie

prims by olde lady morgan said...

Kari, many smiles! Just home about a 1/2 hour now... YUP! at both places you said.... I was a bad bad girl!!! msut stop til bags now! OLM

koralee said...

Oh my what a wonderful story....your Hope is so lovely! Thank you for sharing this today. xoxoxo

Linda @ Itsy Bits And Pieces said...

Oh this is a sweet post...I can see why the barn life touches you so...

Cheryl in Wisconsin said...

That barn and those animals feed my soul also.

Tomorrow morning, everyone gets a LoJack collar!

Jani said...

Awwwwww!!!!!!!!

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