So my sister comes home and tells me there's a newborn kitten outside the door to the garage. So I'm thinking "Yay! Little Miss Sita's had her kittens!" I wait until new momma gets her newborn and puts it with the rest. I go out there to check on them but all I see is a mound of fur under the plastic covering the shelves. I congratulate Sita and leave her in peace. Then I go back out after filling the water dish and...
There's Miss Sita, sitting on the floor, but the mound of fur remains under the plastic.
Okay, so... not Sita. Not Sita's babies. Not even a cat I know:/
The thing is, in order to get rid of the opossum I've only been putting out enough food for Sita and her momma, and so far, it seems to have worked as there has been no sign of the opossum. Nope. Instead, it's another stray cat, one who I've never seen before, and she's had babies. Where the heck did she even come from?
And is Sita even pregnant? I'm seriously starting to wonder. But, if she is, she's picked a choice spot for having her babies. Heck, it was where she was born. Just call our garage the cat maternity ward ;)
There's Miss Sita, sitting on the floor, but the mound of fur remains under the plastic.
Okay, so... not Sita. Not Sita's babies. Not even a cat I know:/
The thing is, in order to get rid of the opossum I've only been putting out enough food for Sita and her momma, and so far, it seems to have worked as there has been no sign of the opossum. Nope. Instead, it's another stray cat, one who I've never seen before, and she's had babies. Where the heck did she even come from?
And is Sita even pregnant? I'm seriously starting to wonder. But, if she is, she's picked a choice spot for having her babies. Heck, it was where she was born. Just call our garage the cat maternity ward ;)
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Date: 2011-04-22 06:49 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2011-04-22 06:57 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2011-04-22 08:22 am (UTC)From:She seems better now. She used to draw blood from me...
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Date: 2011-04-22 06:50 am (UTC)From:Re: PS
Date: 2011-04-22 06:58 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2011-04-23 07:19 pm (UTC)From:e.g. would rub and rub and rub against you but if you tried to pet her she
would bite and scratch..........
She was a darling cat, not sure how old but not fully grown, but really messed up mentally.