Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts

26 August 2008

Hot & Spicy Pepper.

There's BLACK pepper and WHITE pepper.
But my lil one is GREY Pepper :)
Nah... Take a look!


That's our littlest baby kitten on the very day she was added into our growing family of cats.
29 June 2008 was a rainy Sunday. It was pouring since the time I woke up, the entire day! I went to church in the morning, had lunch, rested in my warm cozy bed and headed out for night market with Dad.
When Dad parked his car, he said he heard a cat mewing loudly under a car. I ran to investigate!
There Pepper was, lying in a pool of water, under a car, unable to move as she was too tiny and weak to jump to the pavement. And even if she did, she would have been further soaked!
My heart shattered! This poor child was in the cold, dirty water since morning. I lured her out, grabbed her and ran home. I quickly got warm water and a cloth and wiped her. [Til today, whenever I recall that incident, it still causes a sharp pierce in my heart]
Pepper had the naughtiest face you could ever imagine of a cat! Noisy too was she! Cookie and Cherry who were indoors then, started hissing at baby Pepper.
That day, Pepper officially became the baby of the family. Much to Cookie's initial annoyance. Today, the story has changed entirely :) Both Cookie and Pepper just can't bear being apart! Cookie plays big sis to Pepper and sure is playing her role real well! Lovely twosome chasing tails and climbing bars. Amazing entertainment most of the times! Here's Pepper's first video on her first night with us.

23 August 2008

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...

20 August 2008

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]!