It was a normal Sunday morning.
We got up, fed the animals,
got ready for church, and went.
During the service, when our song leader told the congregation
that there were kittens in the parking lot
that had crawled out from under a car;
it never occurred to me that it would affect me.
Personally.
Ahem. Well.
It did.
As we were minding our own business,
and starting to leave the parking lot after services,
my darling daughter Ranae pointed and screamed,
"There is a kitten under that car!"
What does a person do in that instance?
Well. We did what most people would do.
We stopped and tried to help get the kitten out from under the car.
And then we took it home.
That's what most people would do.
Right?
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