The Arrival of 3 Lil'Stooges.

Cotton (white, left) and Candy (white, middle) arrived on 29 February 2008. Cookie (tricolor, right) arrived on 1 March 2008. The picture portrays our 3 newborns when they were 24 & 25 days old.
Cherry's little babies were my very 1st experiences of kittens born in my home. Cherry taught me tons of virtues and values just by being a supermom to her lil ones. She never left her 'nest' for the first 70+ hours just to nurse them. Cherry was very protective but she fully trusted us to play with them. Loving as Cherry is, she patiently brought them up with all she had.
Cotton, Candy and Cookie were very playful and mischievous kittens. They often bullied their mommy for milk every time she came around.
After 8 weeks, we handed Cotton and Candy to a family who were cat-lovers too. We were devastated to part with the both of them but we could not keep all 3. Of course, Cookie stayed with us. Cookie was my favourite, ours and Cherry's too.

When Cotton, Candy and Cookie were 7 & 8 days old...

Beginnings.

'The Tails of My Four Kits' is solely inspired by my better-half; since he knows how much my life revolves around him and my four precious kits. So inspired was I, that I went looking for another kit to raise up. To be mine.

My former life was mundane til Slurpee crawled her way into my heart on 15 October 2006. Not. That. 7-11 Drink. I grew up to dislike the mewing creatures. Not to the extent of 'hate' but I just disliked their "mews" and "sharp nails". No offense. A friend used to narrate about his adventures with the cats he had/has back in his village-squatters but it dint have any positive effect on me besides being slightly entertained.

I grew up with my late pet dog, Cheer til I was 6 years. She's history but she is reminisced as my 1st ever playmate. Cats were just another wandering entity on Earth. Til 15 October 2006.

Slurpee's historical entrance into my life, our lives:
One hot afternoon, I was heading out for lunch with my mom. I was famished. Hardly a minute on the road, my mom said she spotted a scrawny, BLACK creature lying in somewhat middle of the road. "I think it's a kitten, sweet.. Shall we check it out?" I was getting hungrier. "No ma. Just go on. I'm hungryyy.."
2 hours passed. As we were heading home, my mom got terrified, as Slurpee, yes, baby Slurpee was lying in the middle of the road! The same spot my mom saw her hours before! I ran, picked her up and walked home.
It was love at first sight! The rest is history. My first baby kit! She was barely 2 months old then (said our vet).

This is now, our spoilt brat [#1]!