Cat Rescues, Life Lessons


Welcome to the final installment of Life Lessons from Lola, a series about an adorable kitten who traveled lots of miles and stole lots of hearts in her journey to Terry and me. Last week I told you about our trip home from Atlanta and the cool reception we received. I shouldn’t have been worried because the longer I know Lola, the more I understand:

Whatever Lola Wants, Lola Gets – Even If It Takes a While

We kept a close eye on Lola, especially around Max because of his almost feral response to her. It took him a couple of days to stop hissing and growling anytime she came close to him.

Timmy showed his scorn by leaving the room when Lola entered—and refusing to eat when she was present. That last tactic proved to be part of his undoing because Timmy likes his morning treats.

Although Lola cut a wide berth around Max, she didn’t seem to notice their rejection. In fact, she took advantage of their retreats from the food bowls.

The Lola Effect

The following texts tell how Terry was adjusting to the little interloper during that first week. 

Tuesday, November 11

Me:    Terry and Timmy are softening about Lola. T said both boys would be ok in a week so maybe…

Maria: Just see what happens

Me:    Yep!

Wednesday, November 12

Me:   Lola’s making progress with all 3 boys.
Maria: Has she sat with Terry yet?
Me:   No, but he’s picked her up and nuzzled her a few times. While Timmy & Max were snubbing me, Tim sat in his lap. They know who the traitor is!
(Note: Timmy likes to sit close to us, but normally he’s not a lap cat.)

Texts with Brady:
Me:   Lola’s playfulness is fascinating the boys. Making progress.
Brady: glad to hear it’s starting to work out. I’m a little bit glad I’ll be able to see her when I go home in a couple of weeks.

What a Difference a Week Makes


Early the following week while I out doing errands, Terry called to tell me his brother had offered to take Lola. I hemmed and hawed and finally told him I didn’t want to let her go. And he agreed. So we thanked Jerry but told him no.

Later I texted Brady:

Me:   Uncle Jerry offered to take Lola, but I told him he was a week too late. We couldn’t give her up.

Brady: 🙂

Reunited and It Feels So Good

Everyone came home for Thanksgiving so Emily and Brady got to spend some time with Lola. It was sweet to watch the reunions. I think they both enjoyed it and understood that Lola was better off right where she currently is.


Emily and Lola picked right back up where they left off.

Brady knows she’s better off with us, yet…

We’ve come a long way, Baby

I’ve already told you I had no intentions of ever owning another female cat, but Lola had other ideas. Actually, I guess you might say she owns me now. 


And, you know what? I’m loving it. She’s is a sweet companion and full of life. 

Terry was hooked within the first week. The payoff for him is two kitties who will sit in his lap. (Timmy seems to be getting in the habit of it.)

Timmy had no intention of opening his heart to Lola, but he didn’t yet understand her charm. She has chosen him as her main playmate.

Lie still, Lola.

Even Max, a solitary sort who interacts with everyone on his terms, has come around. He likes to pretend he doesn’t care, but he also finds Lola’s irresistible—especially when she joins him a game of fetch.

And Lola. She’s so occupied with the discoveries of kitten-hood that she seems completely unaware of her influences in our household. 

But if she were to stop long enough to consider it, she’d find that she’s brought  joy to us. We all love Lola.

I wish we were all as open to life’s possibilities as she is.
Lesson to Be Learned:We should never say never, especially where God’s creatures are concerned. And one thing’s for sure, if we hold back, we could miss a blessing.
Point to Ponder:Do I look at the new people and opportunities that come into my life as gifts from God?
We ought always to give thanks to God for you, brothers, as is right,
because your faith is growing abundantly, and
the love of every one of you for one another is increasing.
2 Thess. 1:3

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Cat Rescues, Difficult Decisions, Grandchildren



Welcome to the fourth installment of Life Lessons from Lola, a series about an adorable kitten who’s stolen lots of hearts in her journey home to Terry and me. Monday I told you how I happened to be in Atlanta and meet Lola.  Today I’m sharing the real reason I brought her home.

Time and miles fly by in the company of a friend. Before we knew it, Ginger and I were at Maria’s where we parted company when Jill picked her up. 


Friday morning, I baked that birthday cake, a quadruple chocolate standby we’ve loved for years. It’s amazing what pudding mix, extra eggs, a handful of chocolate chips and a fudge glaze can do for a regular Duncan Hines Devil’s Food  Cake Mix. 

Around noon, I drove from Norcross to Mid-Town Atlanta to see Brady. (Just  getting there was a blog-able experience in itself—thank God for GPS.) 

Lunch Confessions


Guess which one’s
 the reluctant model?

It was something Brady said over lunch that made me consider taking Lola home with me. You take notice when your grandchild confides that something makes him feel like a bad human being. Brady works from Can-to-Can’t and basically comes home to eat and sleep. He was already concerned, and when his landlord complained about hearing Lola cry when he passed in the hall, he felt terrible. 





Well Hello Lola


At my suggestion, we dropped by his apartment so I could meet that little showgirl. Folks, that’s what Lola is. She’s irrepressible.  

And you know what I thought:  Maybe I should find her a good home in Arkansas. He doesn’t even have time to do that.


Ginger and I spent a delightful morning at the Church4Chicks conference. We even met a famous cow.

 Gran Phones Home

Once back at Maria’s, the conversation centered on Lola and whether I should rescue both Brady and her by taking her home. We don’t make those kinds of decisions at our house without talking about them. I needed to call Terry.

I could hear the hesitation in his voice when I called home to tell him what I was thinking. He could already read the handwriting on the wall. But he’s an amazing man.
Here’s part of our conversation.

Terry:  I thought we weren’t going to get any more cats. 

 Me:     I’ll find her a home, but I think I need to bring her.

Terry: Do what you need to do.

 Is That a Sign?

My favorite son-in-law
Another Good Man!

Brad Day, Emily’s dad, was all over the idea of Lola going home with Gran. On the way out to Maria’s birthday dinner, we swung by Goodwill to look for something to carry her in. 

We were looking for something we could make do with. I couldn’t believe my  eyes when I rounded a corner and spied a real CAT CARRIER. 

Brad grabbed it and I picked up a Care Bear quilt to pad it. We started toward the register. But first, I needed to text Brady to be sure he wanted to do this.

Me:     We’re at Goodwill looking for something to carry Lola in. Do you want to let her go?

Brady:  Let her go? It would probably be better for her.

Me:     Want U 2 b sure

Brady: Well, I don’t really want to, but this is borderline cruelty

Me:     Ok

We headed for the check-out where Brad insisted on paying. And I let him.

Birthday Meet Up

His eyes tell the story

After meeting Brady for a fun birthday dinner, we took him home and picked up Lola. 

It was heart-wrenching to see Brady’s expression when he looked at Lola through the car window.  As we drove away, Brad noted that he sure looked sad. 

The truth was we all felt sad about Brady returning to his empty apartment. I might have wiped away a few tears on the drive home.

Thought for the Day: Sometimes doing the right thing is painful, but living with the guilt and consequences of rocking along as usual is worse. 

Once again, I was proud of a grandchild’s mature decision.

Whoever pursues righteous and kindness will find life, righteousness and honor. 
 Proverbs 21:21

Next time: Lola: Born to Travel
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Cat Rescues, Divine Appointments, Grandchildren



This is the third installment of Life Lessons from Lola, a series about an adorable kitten who’s traveled lots of miles and stolen lots of hearts in her journey home to Terry and me. Thursday I told you how Emily’s cousin, Brady, came to adopt Lola. Today I’m sharing about what took me to Atlanta and my first meeting with her.

A God Thing

Have you ever had an experience that seemed to be orchestrated by an unseen hand? You know—a chance meeting or a set of circumstances that changed your life, brought resolution to a problem, gave you a new friend or opened an important door. And in looking back, you felt it was just meant to be. Some people call such an occurrence  A God Thing or A Divine Appointment

I’ve had them. My most recent experience began in August when I saw a Facebook announcement for a one-day women’s conference sponsored by in Georgia. The founder of the group is my new online friend, Shelley Hendrix, and my connection to where I contribute devotionals.


Maria back when

Two things caught my eye. 

It was in the Atlanta area, probably close to where my daughter lives. And it was scheduled for Saturday, November 8, which is her birthday. 

Maria and I haven’t spent her birthday together in a long time because it’s so close to Thanksgiving, when they come to Arkansas. And it’s a long way to Atlanta. 


Every time I saw that Church4Chicks ad, the desire to go grew stronger. I found myself thinking what if this is meant to be? So I did what lots Bible-reading folks do. I put out a fleece. You know, take one step to test the waters and see if details begin to fall into place. You know what happened next.  

I texted Maria.

Me:      Is Woodstock anywhere near U?

Maria: 45 minutes w/o traffic. Do you know someone there?

Me:      There’s a conference on your birthday. I’m just exploring possibilities. Do U have
            plans for the weekend? No pressure. It’s a long shot.

Maria:  I have curriculum training for work on Sat. 

Hmm. Maybe I could go to the conference while she in training. 

Atlanta Here I Come
After talking further with Maria and Terry, I called my friend Ginger, whose daughter also lives near Atlanta, and invited her to go with me. Long story short, she jumped at the chance to be with her grandchildren. And she wanted to attend the conference. 

So Ginger and I made our plans to drive to Atlanta on Thursday and come back on Sunday. 

I was thrilled because

·         I didn’t have to drive 10 hours alone.

·         Ginger and I are very compatible and we’d have lots of time to yak.

·         I wouldn’t have to go to the conference alone.

·         I’d see Maria, Brad, Caroline and Brady. (Emily is at U of Alabama)

·         I could bake Maria a birthday cake.  

·         I could take Brady to lunch.

·         And maybe I’d get to say hello to Shelley.

·         Oh, yeah. And I’d get to see little Lola.

I had no plans on getting another cat—especially a female cat. 

Was I in for a surprise.  

Thought for the Day:  When you’re attracted to a idea, take the first step. It might be the beginning of some important connection. It was for me, and I’m glad I did

Lesson I Was Soon to Learn:  Sometimes, we make our plans for one reason, when God has an entirely different agenda in mind. 

Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand. Proverbs 19:21

Next time: Lola Goes to Arkansas

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