12/22/2025
Don’t forget the stray cats this winter, when cold nights are cruel and hunger hurts even more when no one notices. I think of the small bodies curled against the cold, waiting through long hours with nothing but instinct and hope to keep them alive. Their suffering is quiet, easy to miss, but it’s real, and it lingers in the shadows we pass by every day.
I’ve loved cats who once lived like that, and some now rest beyond the Rainbow Bridge, finally safe and warm. Remembering them reminds me that kindness matters most when it’s unseen. This winter, noticing a stray, offering food, warmth, or care, can be the difference between another hard night and the beginning of a life where love finally arrives.