it was probably more than a few years ago... i had been visiting a good friend for lunch and after, was just driving home... me and my little car were merrily motoring along on busy 12th street in the right lane nearing Clark Drive... on 12th there are 4 lanes of traffic that go along at quite a clip... 2 lanes going west and 2 lanes going east... and constant traffic all the time... it's one of those Vancouver streets that never stop it seems...
as i'm driving heading east something catches my attention out of the corner of my eye and to my left i happen to notice... right at the edge of the sidewalk is a tiny, little tabby kitten that is just about to step off the curb and onto the road and ultimately into the heavy traffic... i'll never forget it... the kitten was sooo small and about the same height as the curb... which meant if it stepped down, it's sure to take a tumble head-over-paws...
now... really... what was he or she thinking...? and to this day i still can't believe that i was seeing this as i was driving by... that split second moment where i happened to see it as i was going by so fast... it was weird... it was almost as if time slowed down a tad... just for me to witness this little event... it was terrifying... and so graphic...
and so as my brain finally computes what the outcome of this scenario could entail... instantly feeling so helpless, i immediately screamed right out loud, "STOP!!!! RIGHT NOW!!!"... after the outburst i was near Clark Street and i don't know if anything has happened as i'm driving... and sooo dreading a terrible thought...
right before the intersection at Clark... quickly i managed to switch into the left lane, abruptly turned left into a gas station and found a place to park... i jumped out of the car and raced down the sidewalk back to the scene expecting to peel what was left of the kitten off the pavement... i was sure of that...
when i get back to where i thought the kitten was on the north side of the block... i look everywhere out onto the 4 lanes of traffic and can't see a kitten or remnants anywhere... i look behind me... i look on either side of the sidewalk... nada... nothing... all there is... is traffic noisily racing to and fro in front of me... "wow?", i think to myself... that's one amazing kitten... i wonder how the heck it got out of that one? where did it go?
standing facing the traffic i'm absolutely perplexed... scratching my head... did i see what i saw? am i in the right place?... i walked up and down along the sidewalk checking again and again... still nothing...i'm sure it was here... i'm positive!
when i think about leaving to go back to my car... i hear a faint mewing cry a distance away... and i realize that the crying is coming from one of the houses behind me - somewhere... i turn around to where i think the mewing is coming from but can't see where... my eyes follow the desperate cries of help up and down and finally... on to a house balcony in front of me and there, pacing back and forth hysterically is a tabby kitten...
the same kitten??? No... it can't be???... i spin a 360 degree turn completely around to see if there is another kitten around on the ground... anywhere... there has to be... come on...
whaaat?...
how the **** did he get up there?... is this the same kitten...? it sure looks like it is...
as i'm standing on the sidewalk in absolute disbelief and shock... next, the kitten literally throws itself off the 20 or so foot balcony onto the lawn below and dashes towards me crying the whole way...
when he reaches me... i pick him up and gently cup him in my hands, hold him up to my eye level and just look at him completely dumbfounded... i can feel his little heart just-a-pounding and he won't stop stop mewing... and to boot... he's pooped himself... probably from all the trauma he's just endured... i promptly wipe him and my hands off together on the grass on the ground below...
wow... so now what?...
i stand there for quite some time holding him attempting to comfort him and settle him down... i really don't know what to do.......
i finally decide to knock on a few doors in the block to see if he belongs to anyone... after a few feeble attempts i give up... and head back to my car with kitty in hand... i again wipe him and me off with a rag and decide to take him to the closest SPCA i know about on Clark Drive... i realize i can't keep him as i already have 2 pets of my own... i had to do something... and couldn't just leave him there....
when i arrive at the SPCA... i hand him over to the folks there, tell the story of how i found him and they assure me that he'll be probably adopted within the next few hours because he's so little and cute... i reluctantly pass him over saying a quiet goodbye, give him a last pet and wish him luck... and the SPCA folk thanked me for bringing him in telling me how lucky that kitten was to have found me...
found me? ... i believe he definitely found me!
still shaking my head and a tad teary to let him go, i head for the bathroom to clean up and leave to finally go home... all that day i was left with a mixed feeling of bizaare wonderment and somewhat confused...
well... what do you think all that was?... coincidence?... or what?... to tell you the truth i'm really not sure... but i just can't help but think that somehow that i witnessed some kind of a divine grab of some sort...... and still wonder to this day how i was a part of all that... i may add to this one day if i receive more guidance on it... tho....
i welcome you thoughts and/or comments my friends......
blessing with always so much light and love,
weaver (((o)))
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