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Got this in an email from a church friend……..
Finally, someone managed to photograph the pot at the end of the rainbow!! And wouldn’t you know it…..
WE FOUND THE KITTEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I kept hearing it high in the wall at the end of our office area. We have cathedral ceilings in our house, and the end walls go the entire height of the house. We had pulled down part of the kitchen ceiling because the Mamma actually had the kittens in the ceiling over the kitchen. We thought maybe it might still be there, but we really felt like it was somewhere in the outside wall of the house.
So I just started pulling all the insulation down out of the wall to see if the kitten might have climbed up the insulation and got stuck. Steve got up on the ladder and made a HUGE hole out of the one we already had started and pulled the rest of the insulation out. We didn’t see it.
Then we heard him say, “There it is! Come here little kitty.” By then I was really crying. I’ve been doing that off and on since last night. I just could not stand the thought of a tiny kitten dying all alone and scared, from starvation and dehydration.
The kitten had been wedged between the insulation and a stud in the wall, the one that runs the height of Brandon’s old bedroom. I guess it climbed up there looking for a way out. It was just shaking when I took it, and we went immediately and put it with Mamma Kitty.
We had been praying so hard that God would show us where the kitten was. And He did. I had been begging God to keep the kitten nourished and not let it die before we got to it. The kittens were 2 weeks old yesterday and a kitten that tiny can die quickly.
They were all out there happily eating. I am so relieved. Now I can sleep tonight. And I can take a shower. I am covered in insulation and I’m itching like crazy.
I will try to get some pictures later.
Just sitting down to rest for a few minutes. Beth and I did not go to church this morning. Beth’s back is better, but still very painful.
I stayed up all night. Literally. No sleep. I’ve been trying all night to locate the kitten, or interest the Mamma in going up in the attic to find it. But I don’t think she knows she’s got one missing. I know where it is in the wall, and I just can’t let it die in there. It has cried all night. I’ve been up and down on ladders, both inside and outside, most of the night. I’m just giving my knees a rest, but I better get back to it. That baby has gone almost 24 hours with no food.