A Stray Cat’s Quiet Trust: A Journey of Healing and Home
The cat’s eyes wouldn’t open. He followed me down the street, small paws padding softly, trusting. His gray fur was matted, his steps unsure. I stopped, knelt, and whispered he’d be safe if he rested now. He lay down, right there, on the cracked sidewalk. His blind trust pierced me, a stranger who’d never earned …