In the dark we followed the piteous meowing to the edge of lake midway and under the moss in the hollow of the bank beside the lake we pulled out a kitten. Something like six weeks old and probably abandoned there. We knew we couldn't keep him ourselves, so we loved him up, and then began to search for a home for him. A young girl came over today and he joined their family who have just moved to town. I cried of course! In what seemed like no time he had such a firm grip on my heart, with all of his vulnerability and attendant trust.