As many of my readers will already know -- please see my Facebook albums -- I have three cats named Socks, Smokey and Bandit. As with keeping any animal, maintaining my beloved pets is something which I take seriously. That means that about once a month I have to walk to the store to purchase cat food and cat litter. We don't have private transportation, but thankfully, the grocery store is right across the street from us a few hundred feet away.
I only food shop a few times a month. I usually procrastinate as long as I can until we are getting low on things, and then I load myself down with groceries. It's usually around 40-50 pounds of food items that I carry home in double plastic bags.
Anyway, this morning I did my duty and went to purchase the necessary items for my dear kitties. The cashiers always seem kind of amazed, because this scrawny, gray-bearded old guy who uses a walking cane can lug so much home. The truth is, I barely do make it home; and when I do, I am huffing and puffing; particularly after walking up two flights of stairs -- one careful step at a time -- all loaded down with groceries.
After debating for a minute this morning, I decided to go ahead and purchase two 25-pound boxes of cat litter, as well as a 13-pound bag of cat food. I have purchased two boxes of cat litter before, so that I am balanced on both sides as I walk. This time, however, I tested myself, and I decided to get the cat food as well. Again the dear cashier girl looked at me as she wondered how I would manage with it all.
A short while ago, after making some food and tea in the kitchen -- and talking to my cats --I was thinking again about how the cashiers always react, when a verse came into my mind. I haven't thought of this verse in a great while, so it came as a personal inspiration to me. Allow me to share it with you:
So that is how I am able to carry all of those heavy cat supplies home!