Rescued Stray

The stray came into my life on an early summer day. I noticed it at the beginning of my morning walk. It nagged at me. I stopped on my way past as I headed home on the return portion of my loop.

Should I? Do I have room? Will it bring a disease?

I don’t need it.  What’s the worst that could happen?

I passed it by, turned around a dozen yards later, and carried it home.

The first summer it lived on the patio very much as when I found it. In the fall I felt like an adoptive mother as I moved it inside. Now, three winters, a larger pot, and two major prunings later, it’s part of the household.

Green Stray Rescue
Green Stray Rescue


Oh! You thought I found an animal. Abandoned next to a dumpster I think I saved a victim of a move out of the neighborhood.

1 thought on “Rescued Stray”

  1. Yes, I thought it was a tiny kitten tugging at your heart. Good puzzle! I once had a plant like this and truly enjoyed it.

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