And then there were six....and in just a matter of...err....seconds...there are seven now. Has Angelina lost her mind? Why is she talking in riddles now?
Announcing the arrival of our foster brofur/sisfur (we are unsure of the gender as of now....). He/she doesn't have a name yet. We'll do a naming ceremoby once we've established the gender and all health issues addressed.
You see, earlier in the evening, Mama heard a loud meowing sound at the car park. The sound got louder as she approached our block. As soon as she stepped onto the entrance at ground floor, she saw a kitten lying on the floor, in her/his own pee. It was wet and shivering, with a big bite mark on the neck. Without a second thought, Mama put kitty on her shoulder and took her/him home.
Mama cleaned her up, fed her softened and mashed up kibbles and she's now snoring on Mama's bed. I heard her talking to Aunty E on the phone, must be consulting her on how to take care of stray kittens...especially when all the vet clinics and pet supply shops were already closed. Mama has been ooohhinh and aaahhing over other meowmy's kittens and she has an instant one now. Me and my big mouth, she must have said.
Anyway, Mama plans to take unnamed kitty to the vet tomorrow morning for a thorough check up. She seems to have a hard time moving...plus the wounds etc. And oh, upon closer inspection, we noticed that only one whisker is long, the rest look like they have been snipped off. No wonder kitty had a hard time moving.
As of writing time, we have no definite plans for kitty. Let's purrray that it will survive the night first....In case you all are wondering, kitty is a tuxie...purrr...meow!