The Three Kittens

It was one o'clock in the morning as I pulled up to the stop sign to cross the road that led to my house.  We were returning from yet another trip to the emergency room because Richard's lungs had suddenly filled with excess mucus and his breathing had become impaired. I could hear the rattling and wheezing in his lungs even without the stethoscope. He was still able to move his legs and walk but his brain was disconnecting from his body with each passing moment as he became slower and slower in all of his physical movements. The decision to go to the emergency room had not been difficult to make especially after he coughed up a Kleenex filled wad of yellow-gray mucus and his lung sounds were still audible without the stethoscope.1

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The visit to the emergency room had been a profound reality check for me. The usual sequence of events was heart monitor, oxygen, oxygen monitor, labs, x-rays, lasix to bring out the excess fluid, a Foley catheter, and an IV site. I was prepared for the usual 4-6 hour wait and was hoping against hope that he would not have to be admitted into the hospital.3

The doctor came in and introduced herself and we recognized each other from our other visits. She looked over his list of dis-eases and made the comment that he had a lot of chronic and debilitating problems. The most serious being Parkinson's and Alzhiemer's and an Abdominal Aortic  lungs and simply stated that he had bronchitis. She ordered an antibiotic in shot form and then an oral antibiotic for 10 more days. There were no labs or x-rays or a long wait. The reality of the uselessness of any aggressive intervention that would only prolong his suffering, loss of dignity due to memory loss and loss of his bodily functions made me painfully aware that our time together was shortening and that holding on to his debilitating body would place both of us in a state of misery that is unimaginable.4

I had become aware of my spirit guides 4 years ago. The first to appear was Rahomajon. I had a vision of him descending down a mountain, dressed in a long flowing rich burgundy colored robe with a gold turban wrapped around his head. He spoke in a deep voice that I heard coming through the distal portion of my crown. He always was heard from this direction and he guided me in the path I should take and answered my questions as long as they were form into yes or no answers. The following year Sempatico appeared and she spoke from my heart and I always knew my direction was on the right path when they both spoke in concert with the same message. Sempatico is wispy, fairy like dressed in flowing violet chiffon.5

Merloub appeared this year. He makes me feel taller and self confident and his messages reverberate through out my body. He is very tall and is dressed in a loose yellow shirt with flowing sleeves and pantaloons with gold slippers. He is my adviser on relationships. I have learned their true voices and when to follow their direction.6

I was conversing with my guides that cold November night as we drove home from the hospital. I knew I would need all of their help and the help of my angels during the next months or years. It was at the stop sign that I saw three pairs of shining eyes in the road before me. As my headlights landed on the eyes, I could see it was three kittens crossing the road and headed up the hill away from my house. I also noticed a ball of gray and white fluff underneath the street light waiting for my car to pass.7

I had driven the half block to our driveway and pulled in. Before I could put my feet on the ground, the little gray and white fluff ball was twirling and purring around my feet and continued this dance of enchantment around Richard's feet and each wheel of his walker. The gray and white fluff ball made himself at home as soon as I opened the door to get us inside the house. After putting Richard to bed, I took the gray and white fluff ball downstairs to my daughter and her husband and their dog so the kitten could be warm for the night. He and Spunky immediately became friends. There was no barking or hissing. The dog licked the cat and the cat purred.8

As I came up the stairs, I came eye to eye with the mother cat and three more kittens. We brought them in and fed them and fixed a warm place in the dog house outside for them to sleep for the night. By the morning time the mother cat had left and we had four kittens. They were 10-12 weeks old and two were bob-tailed. One of the bob-tailed kittens had incontinence problems and he smelled bad and he looked dejected. He was an orange long haired tabby and was unable to clean himself properly. The other kittens were a calico female bob-tail and a long and lean short haired orange tabby.9

There were no takers in trying to find homes for them. I took them to the pound only to find out only the female would get a home that afternoon and the two orange tabbies would be put to sleep in two days. As I looked at those two loving faces, I knew they would be coming back home. I saw in their loving gazes a familiar spirit and as each day has passed since it has been apparent that each kitten has the qualities of my spirit guides.10

The months have passed and my kittens are now cats but there is no doubt that each indeed embody qualities of my guides.  KiKi is the gray and white fluff that was once so tiny and now he is muscular and strong and acts as a protector when Richard is sick and will not leave my side. BobBob is the bob-tailed long hair orange and is the essence of love. I used healing touch to heal his incontinance and this dejected, sad kitten has flourished into a majestic prince. Sherman is the long ring tailed orange tabby who has become an eloquent gentleman, confident and lean.  Gracie my older cat has adopted each as her own and she cries no more over the death of Gray, her friend and buddy who died last year. After Gray died, she cried night and day for a year.11

Each cat is a daily reminder of the love and strength that surrounds me in my angels and guides and Spirit.  They are the greatest gifts that arrived on my door I can't believe that they arrived by mistake.  Protection and love and confidence to guide me through each day.    12

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