Homeless Man and
A lady name Kimberley was walking her dog
one evening in Christopher Park. As she strolled along she
came upon a homeless old man feeding day-old bagels to three
hungry kittens, who gratefully ate every crumb. The homeless
man old man, who introduced himself as Vigil, told her the
kittens’ mother had starved to death and that the kittens
has bonded to him after the mother cat died.
Vigil asked Kimberley for her help in getting
these kittens out of this cold, wet park, and into some animal
shelter, where they could be put up for adoption. Vigil told
her he was ill himself from being out in the harsh elements
too long, and he wanted to get in a shelter also.
This man's unselfish concern for these animals
touched Kimberly’s heart, and she agreed to help. To
her surprise, Vigil dropped to his knees and prayed right
in front of her. With tears in his eyes, Vigil said she was
the answer to his prayers.
The next day Kimberley made numerous calls
to various animal protective services, but none of them would
help. They all considered these kittens "wild animals",
because of the length of time they spent in the park. These
agents did not take wild animals, and claimed they didn't
have the time or space to train them for adoption. Even her
own veterinarian told her to consider these cats like raccoons,
wild animals, to be left alone. She was beginning to wish
she had never met Vigil, or seen these poor kittens.
Kimberly’s sister Karen told her to
call me, and because of the unusual circumstances, I felt
that action had to be taken immediately. The longer the kittens
stayed out there, the harder it would be to tame them, especially
when there was a sick old man out in the cold, who wouldn't
go to a shelter until someone could take the kittens.
I loaned Kimberley a carrier and a humane
trap and guided her every step of the way. After she had safely
caught all three kittens, we discovered there were two males
and one female. All three were very frightened at first, but
when I put the food in front of them, they gobbled it down
like there would never be another meal.
It didn't take long for them to realize I
had taken over the old man's place, and they became very affectionate
with me. Now, I knew I would be able to put them up for adoption.
Vigil, no longer obligated to be the kittens'
surrogate mother, has finally gone to a homeless shelter,
where his health has improved.
I was also pleased to receive a very nice
thank-you letter from Kimberley. Virgil’s prayers were
answered after all. I was glad I could be of some help, and
I thank God for working out the perfect arrangement.