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God sends some of us a special mission
To take in stray kitty cats in any condition,
To feed them and give them a permanent home,
To love them and make them our very own.
They chase through the house; their potty box smells;
They seem to have secrets they're unwilling to tell.
They play till exhausted, then curl in your lap,
And settle themselves for a long comfy nap.
Some people are called to great wealth and power,
To run corporations, make big bucks per hour,
But others of us are only asked,
To take in little stray kitty-cats.
I asked God for things of importance to do,
Other than loving a good man and a bunch of kitties too.
He said, "Don't be self-righteous; learn from your mistakes,
And be glad I send kitty-cats and not My stray snakes."
I dreamed when I died I heard St. Peter say,
"What important things did you do each day?"
I felt Heaven for me was an impossibility
And that I should have lived my life much differently.
Then God said, "Come in. Have food and some drink,
And sit here in Heaven by your little cat Tink;
For I gave you one of My most important tasks
When I asked you to be a taker-in of stray cats."
- Poem by Darlene Goff

Stray Dogs and Cats - Prayer
Dear God, please send me somebody who'll care! I'm so tired of running and sick with despair. My body is aching and filled with such pain; and dear God I pray, as I run in the rain that someone will love me and give me a home, A warm cozy bed, and food of my own.
My last owner left me alone in the yard... I watched as they moved, and God that was hard. So I waited a while, then went on my way to rummage in garbage and live as a stray.
But now, God, I'm so tired and hungry and cold; And I'm so afraid that I'll never grow old. They've chased me with sticks and hit me with straps while I run the streets just looking for scraps! I'm not really bad, God, please help if you can, for I have become just a "Victim of Man!"
I'm wormy, dear God, and I'm ridden with fleas; And all that I want is an Owner to please! If you find one for me, God, I'll try to be good. I won't scratch the carpet; I'll do as I should.
I'll love them, play with them, and try to obey. I will be so grateful if they'll let me stay! I don't think I'll make it too long on my own, 'Cause I'm getting weak and I'm so all alone.
Each night as I sleep in the bushes I cry, 'Cause I'm so afraid, God, that I'm gonna die. I've got so much love and devotion to give that I should be given a new chance to Live! So dear God, please hear me, please answer my prayer, and send me somebody who will REALLY care.
- Unknown
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