Stray Cats

Greetings:

There is a stray cat in the parking lot at the senior apartment complex where my mother lives. The cat is yellow and white. He's quite large. He sleeps beneath the cars and can often be seen lurking around the dumpsters.

Today I wasn't very creative in terms of a random act. Maybe its because the economy is getting to me and I have no funds. Maybe its because I have a really long to do list and I don't seem to be getting much of anything done. Maybe I've been listening to too many bad news reports or I've been watching too many doomsday video clips on You Tube. Maybe I'm feeling very alone in all of this and need to know this wasn't just another dumb idea.

Maybe this random acts concept was bigger than I thought it would be and now, just a week into it, I'm already running dry.

I don't know what my real excuse is. But today I decided cats need kindness too.

As I was headed over to my mom's this evening, I pulled a can of chicken and tuna cat food from the cupboard. I took it to my mom thinking she might enjoy feeding the cat. We've had a cat named Jonah for several years but when my mom moved to the apartment she left the cat home with me. She loved that cat and spoiled it so bad that it won't eat any kind of cat food except ocean white fish and sometimes, salmon.

I realize feeding a stray cat in the parking lot is not quite the same as feeding your own little kitty in the comfort of your very own kitchen -- but hey, all cats have to eat.

Tonight over 500 people are giving up the comforts of home to sleep beneath an overpass near the courthouse in downtown Orlando. They are doing it to bring attention to the growing homeless situation in Central Florida. I should be there with my notebook, a pen and a camera. I should be sleeping on a cardboard box instead of sitting at the computer writing about it. I should be doing something far more significant than taking a can of cat food to a stray cat in a parking lot where plenty of people are probably already feeding it every day.

We all should be doing a little more than we do.

On the other hand, if we all do something--anything at all, awareness will come, stray cats will be fed and the homeless in your city and mine may have more than cardboard and cement for a bed.

Feed a stray cat. Participate in an awareness campaign. Give a homeless person a blanket. Do something--anything. Just do something NOW.

Its important to remember we're all stray cats in one way or another.

Blessings,
Cindi (aka POETIC JUSTICE)