Count on Me
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: I Can't Stop Laughing
By Linda J. Wright

If cats could talk, they wouldn’t.
~Nan Porter

I’m the neighborhood cat lady. I’m also on the board of the local humane society, so neighbors trust my competence as a cat person. I always say yes when asked to cat-sit, even when I’m busy. One, I want to be neighborly, and two, I try to do a little humane education, mainly that cats are safer indoors. My own three rescues live indoors.

According to my vet, the number one killer of cats is not rabies or FIV but the automobile. And the songbird population is way better off when cats stay indoors, as are the neighborhood flowerbeds.

So, when Sue, a neighbor two doors down from me, asked me to cat-sit, I was torn. Yes, there was that urge to be neighborly, but I was very busy with an out-of-town conference. I got home at night just in time to make supper and feed my own cats. I like to spend some time with the kitties I’m sitting, but the three days Sue needed me for were the three days I’d be tied up at the conference. (Keep reading)