14 February 2014

Dear Sweetpea

Because I am a sappy, sentimental human, I cannot leave your passing unremarked.

Though I don't think you ever had an owner or a name, I called you Sweetpea. You would calm down and listen when I spoke it to you through the bars of the cage I needed to use to keep you safe.

For nearly 2 weeks I watched you take care of your six babies. You curled up with them at night, letting them suckle to fill their tummies. You went hunting for them; riffling through rubbish bags and bringing back stinky fish heads. You cleaned and groomed them.

I guess you were technically a 'pest', being a stray. I will miss you. I'm glad we made a tiny connection, even if it was as I took your babies from you, thinking to give them a better life. Rest well, Sweetpea, they have been loved and cared for in the way that was best for them.

You were a good Mama and your babies were beautiful.


03 February 2014

Crazy Cat Lady?

So, perhaps I'm turning into a crazy cat lady...

'My' Mama cat and her six little babies are still visiting Hotel de Deck (ie: sleeping on our deck at night. Though, with no food offered, it's not much of a hotel!) and the kids & I love looking out for them every morning to check if they've had a good warm sleep. I've just been online to try and figure out how old they are: I reckon 4-6 weeks.

They are the cutest little strays I ever did see!

I've been on the phone to the SPCA about what to do about them. I'm not feeding them and I figure they'll be able to fend for themselves - however, then will we have seven cats running around, with the possibility of LOTS MORE kittens next season? But the crazy-cat-lady in me can't bear the thought of trapping the little kitties, stressing their Mama out and breaking her little cat heart by separating them up and re-homing them! I'll wait for the cattery lady to call me back and see what the plan might be.

Until then, I'll keep sneakily leaving water out for them. Surely Hayden won't notice if there just happens to be a container outside that gets filled when I water the garden...? What a co-incidence... * wink wink *