Ace - Found His Way Home



Ace - Found His Way Home

When I was a little girl, we had a black cat named Ace.  Ace would sometimes sneak into the house and steal a fish or some other kind of food off of our counter.   Then we would all react by chasing him out the front door. 

One day for some reason,  I do not remember, we had to move to our other Grandmas house and for some reason, our family left Ace behind.  Maybe we couldn't find Ace when the time came to leave or maybe he just wasn't ready, anyway, I can remember that we cried because we thought we would never see Ace again.  Grandma and Grandpa's house was around a 25 minutes drive away from our other Grandma's house, but when you are little that seems like a long time.

My Grandma and Grandpa lived on a hill with winding roads that took quite a while to walk up.  I can remember a few times we kids walked up the hill and it became very tiring.  I remember my legs hurting for days from the sore muscles. 

One day, while we were playing outside a very surprising thing happened.  We looked up to see Ace walking into the driveway of my Grandma's house and we exclaimed, " Look! It's Ace! " and all of us kids ran to pet Ace and love on him.  Ace had never been at our Grandmas home before, but somehow that cat had walked what was a 25-minute drive to a house that he had never seen before just to find us. I've often

en wondered why a cat would go to all that trouble just to find us.  I've always heard that a dog has feelings and that a dog would search for His owners, but cats usually don't work that way, but Ace just plain loved us and that was that.  Then Ace made up his mind and he somehow did what was seemingly impossible for a cat to do.  He came home.  Because home was us.

Susan Y Nikitenko
June 17th, 2013

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A story that can be used in a lesson about love, coming back to the church family,  finding the way back to God, or not getting left behind.

Fred

 

Fred

My daughter and her husband bought a new house.  An  old calico cat, that was cared for by the former owners of the home, was left  behind.  As far as we know, the cat didn't have a name.  She's a very pretty cat.  She was very skittish and would not come to anyone at first.  Slowly the cat has warmed up to them.  The cat wouldn't come into the house even when it was very cold outside.   She wanted attention but she wouldn't let anyone near her.  She would bang on the window with her paw and meow loudly but when they'd  go to pet  her, she would run away.

When my daughter and her husband were deciding upon a name for the cat.  They thought of a tenant they knew while they were managing and cleaning apartments.  The man was deaf and he used to bang on the door and yell loudly when He wanted to communicate with them.  The man's name was Fred.  The cat reminded them of Fred so they named her Fred.

On one very cold night my daughter found Fred covered in snow.  She looked like a large snowball nearly frozen.  Fred had no problem with coming into the house that night.  She's been coming in and going out every since that night.  She has officially been adopted and has been a joy to them and to me too.

Every week I hear a new story about Fred.  Fred didn't like her feet getting wet as she crossed the newly cleaned kitchen floor. She pounced from dry spot to dry spot with a little meow every time her paw got wet.  She just doesn't like getting her feet wet.  Fred killed a chipmunk and ate everything except the nose and whiskers.   Fred killed a giant squirrel and left it at the front door, a gift for my daughter no doubt.  Fred likes to go over and get the dog next door all stirred up, as if to say..Na-na-na-na-na-na.   You're all tied up and I'm as free as can be.  Fred likes to wake everyone up and throws a fit when the alarm goes off.

God has blessed us with another little member of the family....Fred.   Thank- you Lord,  for Fred.

Susan Y Nikitenko

May 29th, 2012

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