Life’s Little Diversions
If you follow my blog, you know that my world has been pretty much consumed by the accident that totaled my car— first of all dealing with my injuries, then getting the insurance dealt with, obtaining a rental car, finding a new car, getting it plated and registered and insured and then going for a third time to Guad. to bring it home. In the midst of all of this, a little drama occurred in my life which has shifted my focus away from my problems in order to deal with these new plot details in my life’s production.
The scene opens with Pasiano and I trying to move everything out of the rental car so I can take it to Guad to trade for my newly purchased Honda HRV. I’d been shopping and the trunk was full so we were unloading things and carrying them into the house. Before we’d started, I’d fed Annie the cat, who refused to enter my grounds since the third dog came to live with us and so was always fed on the front wall. On my third trip by the wall, I heard a hissing and looked up to see a miniature feline form had taken the place of Annie. Ironically, it seemed to be a small clone of Lulu, my first cat who had been a mother or older sister of sorts to Annie before moving out and in with the neighbors when I had the gall to bring a second dog to live in our compound. Lulu had passed away a few months before, but here seemed to be a reincarnation.
I pointed her out to Pasiano who seemed as a delighted as I was to see this little creature staking its claim to poor Annie’s breakfast. As we stood, astonished and chuckling, I heard a sound outside the garage door. Thinking perhaps this was the stray cat who had been coming around for the past month, I opened the garage door expecting to see her. Instead, I saw another small kitten standing near the wall next to the driveway. Before I could point it out to Pasiano, I saw a third kitten clinging to the bougainvillea vine and making her way up to the wall, presumably to join her sister. I called out to Pasiano that there were two more, and by the time he’d made it out to survey the scene, I’d seen the fourth kitten—farther up the vine than the first I’d seen.
I immediately went inside to make another dish of cat food and two of the kittens outside the wall devoured it ravenously. They were tiny, but seemed to be starved and had no trouble doing away with the adult catfood, which was all that I had. Luckily, Yolanda was here, and she cleaned out my cat carrier, we found a clean towel to put inside, and soon I’d caught all of the kittens and brought them inside, but not before the dominant female kitty (three females and one boy who was runt of the litter) had another confrontation with Annie—and won. Annie retreated to the bushes. I had Pasiano put a third dish of food out for Annie about 20 feet down the wall and I’ll be darned if that little kitten didn’t go down and run Annie away from her new dish of food as well, even though her own dish was still half full. Talk about moxie!
Well, that was three days ago and the story goes on. That day was taken up by dealing with kitties, taking them to the vet, buying kitten supplies. Getting plates and registration for my new car was put off for a day and going to get my car put off two days. Today I got my car, which is a story for another day. The kitties are doing well and having new adventures every day. Forgottenman tsk tsks and says I’m turning into a cat lady. I am standing firm that that side of my personality is not going to take over—but rather just flavor a life that needed some diversion. In the meantime, I need a home for four kittens. They are sweet and in three days have gone from running from my attention to running to the door every time I enter their sanctum sanctorum in the guest bathroom. All are litterbox trained. The minute I put it in the room, they ran to use it with great enthusiasm. The dominant girl checks, and if anyone fails to cover completely, she jumps in and finishes the job. Adorable.
I am spending way too much time inspecting poop for consistency and volume, so I depend on you to save me. Surely someone needs one or two of these darling companions!! Just comment here with your contact details or call me at 387 761 0281 or email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
The End. (For now.) Please click on first photo to enlarge all and read captions.
This is the first brave kitten who commandeered Annie’s food dish.
Soon after, I discovered this second invader.
And a third.
And a fourth. All were pretty scruffy looking, but a trip to the vet who examined and bathed them all took care of that.
When I first saw the white kitty, I thought she was missing an eye. It was completely sealed shut. Later, I discovered it was just crusted shut with a bad infection which has pretty much cleared up after three days of eye drops.
When Annie tried once more to reclaim her food dish,
once again, the fiesty alpha female kitten took on Annie and won.
It may be that the mother cat brought these kittens to my house hoping I’d feed them as I’ve fed her a few times, but the presence of this box makes me think someone dropped them off. T
The minute I turned it over, the boy kitty–runt of the litter–climbed inside and curled up.
Another possibility is that someone put the kittens in this box and left them out for the garbage. The garbage truck had just passed and collected my garbage and it is possible that they just found the kittens and put them by my garage hoping I’d take care of them. Guess I’ll never know for sure how they happened to come into my life.
As tiny as they are, all are good climbers.
The only boy is exactly 1/2 the size of the three females. The amount he is eating, I’m sure he’ll catch up fast.
What he got to eat.
And this is what his mom got to eat!!!
Three on one.
A dapper friendly inter-species friend we met at the vet’s.
The boy gets a dish of his own. Obviously, he hasn’t been doing so well competing with the girls for food.
Getting comfortable on a lap for the first time.
The boy ges a little added private attention.
This kitten preferred her privacy in the far back of the kitty carrier whereas her siblings chose to curl up outside on the yellow towel.
This adorable shot was not staged. The terracotta cat, made by a clay scuptor after he went blind, just happened to be sitting on the little shelf above where this particular kitty likes to hang out.
This towel gives them a choice between curling up in the cat carrier or out in the room. Today I came in and they were all curled up on top of the cat carrier. Adorable, but alas, I couldn’t find my camera.