“There is no better way to thank God for your sight than by giving a helping hand to someone in the dark.” Helen Keller

 Blind Milton came to live with me a week ago.  In that time he has astonished me with his intelligence, the quickness with which he learns his environment, and his pure joy for living.  I have learned much by watching him.  He brightens my days.

 Today the sutures from his entropion surgery were removed.  Dr. Parker confirmed that he was born with Microphthalmia – small, undeveloped eyeballs and ocular tissue – and will never gain any sight, though his entropion has been cured.  He doesn’t mind at all, so I certainly won’t. 

 I moved the three neonate kittens into the bathroom next to his room.  They enjoy playing paw-tag under the door.  Three times now I have let them out together to play (see video below).  Milton seems to think they are moving toys, but most of the time he is gentle with them.  The kittens are as tough and fearless as Milton, despite being only five weeks old – Milton is only 3.5 months himself.  Milton can become overwhelmed, however, and I have to break things up if he gets a bit rough.  New and moving objects can bewilder him, disrupting the world he struggles to map.  I believe he will become gentler over time.