Day 227: Stray Cat

On the day that Calgary's sky looked like poop, there was this cat. It was a stray cat, it had no home. I wanted to be friendly enough to have him/her come closer, but then the cat ran away. It must had been through tough obstacles and felt too lost and hurt, so it couldn't trust me. Especially the thought that his owner might have abandoned him/her. So it ran... trusting no one. If somewhere along its journey, might he/she feel hope.. and gradually trust.. then maybe it can find someone. Someone to understand his/her pain and its lost days... maybe then this cat can find and begin a new life..and finally feel like home again.