I have somehow lost utterly track of time, this is actually one of the reasons why I restarted this blog, I often don't know which day of the week it is , luckily my cats remind me about the time of days or more exactly they remind me when it is feeding time.
Cats, let me talk about my cats, about 4 years ago I cycled on a busy enough side road and stopped at a traffic light , I did put my foot on the side path and waited for the traffic light to change to green, suddenly I realized that a small black fluff ball was beside my foot, the trick was now grabbing that fluff ball without scaring it onto the busy road, I managed it and realized I had a rather small kitten in my hand, there was a house just beside the Road and I had hoped that the kitten had run out of there, the person in the house said no.
So that was me standing in the middle of nowhere, in cycling Gear ( Lycra ) in the winter with a Black kitten, luckily the kitten was not scared and was happy to explore the world on my shoulder.
I phoned a Friend asked that he rescued me , the kitten and my bike, luckily he is also a Animal lover and jumped into the car,problem he was not living around the corner so it took him easily 30-45 minuted to get to me, try to keep a kitten entertained and warm ( I had no pockets - Lycra ) but I managed and we got rescued, the Kitten was a hero , calm relaxed and friendly , he was sitting on my lap while we drove to my place.
So I had now a tiny Kitten in my home, no cat cat food , not sure if the kitten was healthy and no real Cat experience also it was Saturday afternoon.
I tried to drive to a Vet but since I had no box to put the kitten in and he just wanted to stay with me, so called the next friend who by chance also worked as a volunteer in a Animal shelter, luckily the Vet in that shelter was still working and confirmed I had a healthy kitten with very dirty ears, the Shelter was kind enough to give me some basic supplies so that I would manage over the weekend
I didn't even try to hand over the kitten to the Shelter,told myself at that stage I need to be sure he ( turned out to be a boy ) needs to survive a week and I will find him a good home, the home was my place and my heart, he is a black cat it is still hard to find homes for black cats, stupid superstition, I pretend I have a black panther at home, a small one
6 Month later I adopted a second cat, with the Idea that they would be best friends and cuddle with each other, they don't cuddle and they don't like each other but that's something I have learned to accept and I love both cats for their unique ways
So why I'm writing all this, firstly I think the story needed to be told, secondly these cats help me to get through this, I'm on my own but I'm not lonely
Neo after his Vet visit with his first grub at home
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