Kittens - Lines From The Vine

So, Jacob phones home each and every afternoon before he comes home from work. He usually asks if we need anything on his way.

I think it’s terribly polite. It’s not something I’ve asked him to do- he just does. Sometimes (like today!), I do take him up on his offer. Most days, we’re just glad to know he’s on his way since we’ve missed him….and then there was Thursday.

His phone call was more like, “I was on my way home and wanted to know if you needed anything? Also, I have something I really need to tell you.”

Immediately, my mama alarm started ringing.

A wreck? Is he hurt? Did something bad happen?

Instead he sits the phone down and I start hearing lots of little sounds. I thought I was hearing birds. I *knew* he had rescued something.

He is one of the most tender-hearted young men I’ve ever met.

Having found their mother dead on his job, he just couldn’t leave them.

I *love* that about him.

So now we’re feeding four kittens (we had five but one passed).