A Twist on the Parable of the Good Samaritan, as an introduction to Luke 10:30-37,
The Three Mousecateers
Once upon a time there were some road hogs out to commit road rage and they were such meanies that they tried to run over cute little kitties (boo! hiss!). Fortunately, they missed the poor kitten and only ran over its fluffy little tail. "Meow, Meow," cried the poor little kitten. "My tail has a bad owie! Poor little me! Boo hoo, boo hoo." The poor little kitten sat by the road crying.
Along came an important man of Mousecateer who was the president of the Mousecateer Animal Rescue Organization that specialized in cats. When he saw the kitten, he stopped and stared and shuddered, then crossed to the other side of the road. Shaking his head he said to himself, "That kitten is too much of a mess for our rescue. It might look bad if our cages got its blood on it." The man went on walking, with his fingers in his ears so he wouldn't hear the kitten crying.
Along came another man of Mousecateer who liked to do the right thing. In fact, he kept lists of rules to live by. One of the first rules was "to be kind to animals." But, then he remembered rule #493, to never touch a stray cat because you might get flea bites or mange or ringworm. Shaking his head, he looked down at the poor kitten but was too scared to touch it, and walked away in a hurry.
Finally, along came the third Mousecateer. Even though he too was from Mousecateer, people were prejudiced against his kind. He was a dog lover, not a cat lover. In fact, he was allergic to cats. But when he heard the pitiful crying of the kitten, he stopped and looked around. Then he ran to kneel down beside it stroking its head saying, "You poor little kitten! What happened to you? Oh dear, your little fluffy tail has been broken! Then he tore up his "I love dogs" T-shirt and made a bandage for the kitten's tail. He carefully picked it up and gently carried it to the veternarian's. "Please help this poor little kitten. Here is some money. I will come back and see if I owe you more. Good bye, little kittie, I will come back and check on you." With his eyes almost swollen shut and his nose red from blowing it because of his cat allergies, the nice man went out the door. The vet soon had the kitten purring again.
Who was the real cat lover?