Josepha tells me why she smiles so much

So I roll down my window and look to see what was bangin on my door. Was it a dog? Was it a goat? What in the heck was it? Low and Behold, it was precious Josepha, about 2 feet off the asphalt, begging for anything. My buddy Aaron was in the car with me while we were waiting on Cyprien to pick up some electronic supplies. We fought back and forth with should we talk to her, what can we possibly do for her, and why God did you let her bang on our door? See next photo...