Espoleta Pt.4

"What?" My Mommy was shocked, here was a flyer reporting a lost cat with not one but TWO photos of Little Kitty! Had Mommy not seen that cat outside every single day since we moved into the apartments? Had she not been feeding Little Kitty(along with many other people in the apartments) on a regular basis? Now here was a flyer claiming she had a home? Also that she MAY about to be having kittens? She snatched the flyer off the stairs & we rushed inside to call the owner of Little Kitty. Once inside Mommy dialed the number & a polite man answered the phone. "Yes, I'm calling about YOUR cat." My Mother was quite distressed she did not want this man to think she had stole his cat! But she had seen Little Kitty outside every hour of the day & night! She was sure Little Kitty did not have a home! Mommy explained to the man she had seen Little Kitty outside all the time. She told him how she had been feeding her & how she feared Little Kitty would have her babies outside & they would freeze or the Tom cats would kill them. To her surprise the man on the phone said he DID NOT keep Little Kitty inside as he had allergies. He also made it clear that if Little Kitty would have a home with Mommy & Daddy that she should just stay there. She was baffled, this was not the response she was expecting. When she hung up the phone she was not entirely sure what had just happened. Had this man not put up flyers looking for HIS cat? The flyer said the family wanted Little Kitty home, yet he did not want to come & get her. Mommy felt a pain in her stomach, she wasn't sure what was going to happen. What if Daddy made her get rid of Little Kitty? Mommy couldn't take Little Kitty living outside it would break her heart. Mommy was slowly being overwhelmed & it seemed all was lost. I was put in my bed, as Little Kitty's previous owner wanted to bring over her collar, rabies tag, & five months worth of flea medication. Mommy was thankful for all of those. I was upset I didn't get to meet the man, but I could hear from my bed.

When he came over he asked if Mommy had named her. "Oh yes" she replied, "I call her Espoleta, because she has a wishbone on her face." "Wonderful name, I always called her Kitty." Well my Mommy thought, now her name is Espoleta, and she has a home.