Mama's Secret Photos

My Mama and Dad went to the Middle East sometime back. It's a religious thing, they said. So, Brad and I were left at home. I've been begging to see any pictures my parents would have taken, knowing their shared passion in photography. But I kept getting brushed off and my investigations did not bear fruit. The photographs were not stored in iPhoto or the MacBook's hard disk. Where would they be, huh?

Then it dawned on me. Mama has this explicit rule that we are never to rummage in her handbag or work bag. There must be a reason why, eh? I would sometimes see her take out a black square thingy and slot it in the USB port. When I asked her, Mama said it's called an external hard drive and it contains files from work. And I was told never ever to touch it under any circumstances as it contains top secret documents from work.

Mmmm...I've never been a meek cat and never known to obey anyone's instructions. Didn't someone once said curiosity kills the cat? Yeah...but we're talking about fearless Angelina here.

Then one morning, my Mama forgot to eject the thingy from the USB and left it dangling from the MacBook while she was rushing to work. Har har har! ....yahoo! Not knowing how long before she realised what she has done and come back to retrieve it, I quickly scanned the contents of the thingy and....voila! I found some folders with pictures of her Middle East travels.

Look at what I found!

Mama and Dad went to this place. It looks so serene and peaceful. Wish she had taken me there too.

Looking at the following pictures I begin to understand why they've been hidden from me all these while. Now I know why Mama's been telling Dad if ever she becomes a millionaire she'll set up a charity for animals in the Holy Lands.

Come on Mama, I'm not threatened by you showing affection to a marmalade stray. Or by the fact that she's pregnant. Nope, no "womb envy" here.

But don't ever do this to other cats in front of me, OK? It hurts....

And why in the world did you pick up a calico stray you met at the cemetery, Mama?

Here she is upclose. She's not even cute. Perhaps she's a ghost....boooo.....

Here birdy birdy...maybe Mama didn't want me to cause havoc among these up-market pigeons. They're the "Hiltonites" of Makkah.

But these street pigeons crave attention. I'm sure they would enjoy my company.

Aaahh...I've always wanted to ride a camel, especially a richly decorated one like this chap.

OK. I'm satisfied now that I've seen the pictures. Nope, not going to confront my Mama with my findings. That will be asking for trouble...purrr....meow!