Kit is a rescue. 

We will always remember the day he scurried into our garage, a tiny grey sidekick to his smokey long-haired mama, shy but curious. That was the first and last time we saw his mom, as if she came with him to approve of the destined home. Brenna began to feed him in the back yard, then the garage, even setting up a cardboard box bed, blanket and all, so she could entice him to linger while she read him a bedtime story. She had to be quick for he was skittish, but as the temperature dipped, we coaxed him to finally eat with us in the kitchen. 

That was eleven years ago when he became part of our family.

In middle school, Brenna became active with community service. She chose to work for a local rescue organization, Caring About The Strays or C.A.T.S. at their Westwood thrift shop marrying her love of animals with retail experience. She volunteered for many years until time constraints delegated her responsibilities. Continuing to donate to the organization, this year I offered help with their annual fundraiser, a dinner and tricky tray auction.