It was a dark and rainy night. A lot of breathtaking stories start like this, but that night indeed was dark and rainy. It was pouring terribly, and it was cold. A tiny kitty—because all kitties are tiny. If we were to meet a big cat, we would probably call it a tiger, or a lion. But this was a tiny kitty.
The tiny kitty was tired and hungry. She had been alone for such a long time that she didn’t even remember where could be her home, or who could be her family. And so she sat, all alone, in a sodden cardboard box, sad because she didn’t know what the future had in store for her.
Cats don’t have problems similar to those of humans—paying the bills, worrying if the gas stove or the lights are turned off. On the one hand, a cat’s worries are much easier—whether to sleep until 10 or until 12, and whether there is something interesting going on outside, or if there are enough kibbles and pâté. Those are all important issues. Whenever we find something tasty, we also worry if there is enough of it, or will we run out of it soon, especially when it’s chocolate. Or, when the alarm goes off in the morning, and we have to rush to do our daily chores—aren’t daily chores those that get most people out of bed in the morning, to go to work in order to make money, and to come home in the evening to lie down and fall asleep, only to wake up and do the exact same thing tomorrow. Cats are the same, with the difference that they leave out the parts of waking up on time and rushing off to work, instead, they focus on sleeping, waking up, eating, and sleeping some more.
The kitty thought about things that help against loneliness, and came up with singing. Singing betters the mood and gives strength to carry on. But since she couldn’t sing, she just meowed. Sorrowfully, a bit more cheerfully, then sorrowfully again, expressing her melancholic feelings.
Luckily, the Friendies heard this meowing as they were examining a cloud to find out how does lightning come out of it. They rushed up to the Kitty to see what was wrong. Immediately, they understood that the kitty had been left alone, feeling sad, desolate, and cold. They hugged the kitty from both sides and did her a warmb@ and a cuddleb@, and started making a plan on what to do next.
They were reminded of how Bububunny had said that every decent home has a cat, a dog, if at all possible, and why not all kinds of other pets, if the conditions are fitting—a dog wants to run around a lot, a hippo needs an extra large pool, and in order to keep a giraffe, one needs a house with at least three storeys. But kitties don’t need much—a warm place to stay, and some food and drink. Kitties add value to the place they inhabit, not vice versa. Which means that humans are the ones who need the kitties.
Done and done, they went to Bububunny’s. Bububunny was very glad to see another creature safe, and their first mission was to help the kitty dry her coat and warm up. Next, they gave her some food—special cat food—which Bububunny had stored for occasions just like this. A couple weeks ago, she had calculated that the probability of finding a cat in the next couple weeks was 92%. That is quite a high percentage, and in an ordinary life one can be quite certain that an event with 92% certainty of happening will happen. The kitty ate until she was full, and fell asleep next to Bububunny’s main computer, the one that was constantly calculating various numbers, and was therefore nicely warm.
The Friendies went back outside to continue their investigation of the phenomenon of lightning. Bububunny promised they would discuss static electricity the next day, because everyone of us has petted a cat and seen how static electricity is created. This is why it’s important to help those in need. For one thing, you are doing good by rescuing someone, and there is a great chance that you’ll learn something new and exciting while doing it!
