There is a nice family living across the street from where I have been living. Seven children, some not living at home now, but the three youngest are about 10, 8, and 5.
Those three youngest kids would take care of my cat when I would be out of town. They are Lola's catsitters. And they took the job seriously. They would come over in the morning and clean the cat box and put fresh water and dry food in the bowls. Then each evening they would repeat the tasks. Their mom would private message me on my facebook page with updates of how Lola was doing.
Sometimes when I would walk out the door and head to the car, one or all of the kids would say "Hi, CiCi, how is Lola?" Or, "Do you want to see the worm we found?"
One day this week after taking a car load to the new place, I returned home to find a bag hanging on my door. A hand written note was taped to the front of the bag that says To CiCi from each child's first name and then their last name. Inside are notes from each of the three children, loving and sweet notes as well as pictures they drew and painted for me. And the present was a plastic container of berries they picked in their yard.
Thank goodness this is a very small town. I would be sad to think I wouldn't see these kids again. They would sometimes ask if I needed help carrying something. I think I will keep this bag and notes for a long time.