And Then There Were Four (standard:humor, 906 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Aug 21 2021	Views/Reads: 1041/752	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Watching Miss Kitty and her little ones brought peace to me. I can forget what's going on out in the world and concentrate on the peace right here with Miss Kitty and her little ones.

Over a year ago, I got out of bed, went to the kitchen for my morning
cup of coffee and then I went to the back porch to see if I had any 
visitors. 

I have foxes, possums, cats, and raccoons (who are politically correct
and wear masks when they come). I put food out for them, and they help 
themselves. Every morning the food dishes are empty and waiting to be 
filled. 

It's great at night to look out and see some of these critters coming in
for their evening snack. 

This morning, as I looked out, I saw a little kitty on the porch. I had
no idea where this little kitty came from or how it got to our back 
porch. 

I opened the door, stepped out, and the little kitty ran and hid. She
thought she was hiding, but I could see exactly where she was So I left 
her alone and went and got some food for her. I put it in the dish and 
stood there waiting for her to come over, instead, she sat there, 
looked at me, then looked at the dish and then looked back at me. 

I knew what she was doing, and so I had to get out of the way so she
could come and eat her breakfast. 

I tried keeping this information from my wife because she does not like
animal pets. At least that's what she says. According to her, all of 
these animals have fleas, and she hates fleas. 

Trying to keep something secret from her is way above my pay scale. She
knows exactly what I'm thinking three days before actually thinking it. 
If I was smart, and I ain't, I would have her pick the winning horse in 
the next horserace. 

In time she became aware of my porch friend, and in no uncertain terms,
she wanted it gone. 

Contrary to her expectations, I kept feeding the little kitty, and like
all little kitties, it grew into an adult, and I noticed that the older 
she got, the more she attracted other cats. But, of course, at the 
time, I thought nothing of it and just kept feeding her and her friends 
as they came. 

"We must," my wife said most emphatically, "get rid of that little kitty
because it can't stay here." 

"Well," I said as patiently as possible, "I'll get rid of it when it's
old enough to leave." 

"When will that be?" 

I couldn't tell her because I didn't have an exit plan for the kitty. 

A few months past and I noticed the little kitty was growing, and her
belly seemed to be expanding. I just thought she was well fed. 

It was my wife who noticed what was happening at the time. 

"That kitty better not be pregnant," my wife stated most alarmingly. 

She looked at me and said, "Stop that smiling. I can see it." 

It was a very exciting day for me to realize that my little kitty would
have another little kitty. This meant we could not get rid of the 
little kitty until she had her little kitties. 

In due time Miss Kitty had her little kittens. She had for, only one
survived. That one was white and very cute. 

"If you are going to keep it, it will have to be neutered. I will make
the arrangements." 

When my wife makes arrangements, you can be sure those arrangements are
made. 



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