When I was in Cuba, it seemed that I was always eating because the food is one constant when I travel. Needless to say, after dinner, I go for a walk.
One night, we found a mother cat nursing it’s baby under the bush.
As humans, we are curious how many kittens are there and we started looking for the rest of the litter.
We found two more. Of course, we cannot just leave them alone on the dirt. They need a comfortable bed.
They are just so adorable meowing looking for something to suck on. It must be dinner time for them.
In contrast, I saw a photograph in the Cuban Museum nursing her child. It seemed to me that this was taken in a church. This made my heart glow.
Nowadays, the public does not wish to see any mothers baring their breast to feed a hungry child.
“As he said this, a woman in the crowd raised her voice and said to him, ‘Blessed is the womb that bore you, and the breasts that you nursed!’ But he said, ‘Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and keep it.’” Luke 11:27-28