I've been looking at my past Meowy pictures. There were still so young!
From baby litters of 5, they grew. I remeber it was trouble when they started to eat. With 5 baby cats feeding on a little star margarine bowl, there was plenty of troubles. Six cats inside the house was trouble enough! They hid under the table on top of the chairs. I remebered Dad wanted to sit down when he pulled the chair, behold! A bunch of lazy catties slumped together. Then, we put two separate bowls and made them sleep outside. Then, unexpectedly, they adopted Tyke. Tyke is a grey tiger cat. He had black lips and developed large ballies. hehehe. He hated being picked up. His closest was feisty cat. Then, Doggy jr ran away. Doggy jr is an exact likeness of her mother. She was the last to be born.
Before I continue, you might want to know these cats better and in order:
Dog (Jade named her)- Mother cat. White with black spots, black tail with a white tip. She likes having sex with a lot of male cats. Growses her little litters so. Wawa catties!
Fatty- THe alpha male. big and fat. He grew beautifully. Very masculine and grew a goaty too. distictive for a cat. I know his face so well. He can understand my words and hand signals. Very smart but loves isolation. Loves a good headscratch but hates being kissed.
Jade calls him Alonzo.
2nd- Not named- He was hiven away as soon as he stopped breastfeeding. Jade's friend requested a domesticated cat.
Cute Catty- Very feminine. Yes but he's a man! Yup, He started to grow balls but retained the "sheness" quality in him. He's very affectionate and smart. He can detect feelings. I felt very close to Cute Catty. He knew if I was sick, he'd rub himself at once to me. Doesn't fight much if I give him a bath, so he's the cleanest cat. I also keep him in my bedroom.
Feisty cat- Very feist. Doesn't want to go near me. Scratches JAde a lot. All black except the snout and belly. She remained small but kinda resembled a panther if she was all black.
Doggy Jr- complete resemblance of her mother. She ran away witht the neighbor's cat and never returned.
Tyke- He's a grey tiger cat. He hates being picked up. Struggles everytime I catch him. He usually lazed in the garden always beside Feisty. Sometimes he trialed Fatty.
Tyke was actually adopted by the 5 other meowys. Yup. Everytime the little kittens breastfeed, he comes near. Dog doesn't let him near first but then, he started to play with the other kittens. We all knew he was abandoned. Dog finally accepted him and let him breastfeed with them. See it in my shutterfly album.
So there's the first bunch. Then, six months later, a new batch came.
The alpha cat was bon just like Fatty but he had a big birth mole just before his nose near his eyes.
The next cat was completely black!
The third and fourth were twins. They were dark grey tiger cats.
The last one was all white except the tipo of the tail. She was so white!
Yup, neighbor's cats again. It was that dark grey cat from one of the neighbor's house. I thought it was that ginger colored cat with a red collar. She was always with him. She even let him eat in the same bowl she does. She wouldn't let anyone else does them.
So the catty equation would be:
1 (Dog) + 5 (first batch) + 1 (Tyke) - (2nd Cat) - (Doggy jr) + 5 (2nd batch)
= 10 cats!!!
As if that wasn't enough! The first and 2nd batch unanimously agreed to adopt an abandoned ginger cat: Seargent Pepper.
Seargent Peper clung on to Cute Cat and occassionally to Fatty. Mostlty, this little kitten stuck with the 2nd batch. The 2nd batch always stuck together.
So then, the faithful day that we moved. The next day, I returned for my cats, they were gone! Song of the day: Gone by Justin T. Baby you're gone! Baby girl, you're gone!
Then: Unbreak my Heart by Toni Braxton. I tried to talk to any cat on the streets to see if my cats were still alive. I told them my address. I told them to see if any Fatty or Cutty still roamed the streets searching for me. As I have guessed but hoped was not true, the caretakers of the house stewed them in a soup! There were mounds at the garden with fresh sand! Not earth but sand! in mounds! I knew it!
A month passed and a certain meowing came from the garage doors then the fatty cat jumped inside from a small hole. Fatty was so then I didn't know what to call him anumore. So I cleaned him up and fed him milk and bread. Then, outside I saw that he brought along Seargent Pepper. Cute litte Pepper cat was scared and frail. I fed them both and nursed them back to health.
Fatty healed fast. His wounds and scabs came off. Seargent Pepper was different. He didn't want to eat and was sicker longer. He coughed. Oh yes! Cat's cough, burp, hiccup, choke and fart! I had to force milk inot him. Though Fatty kept drinking the milk when Pepper didn't respond. I feared the worse but I was vigilant. I wrapped him in rags and was very patient about the milk. Fatty and Pepper were back to normal.
Fatty re-learned all his ricks again. In fact, I taught him the trick of Cute cat. But the bond we had with Cute Cat was strong. I couldn't really compare to what Fatty or Pepper has with me. Sure, Fatty is courteous and cautious. He doesn't bite or scratch me. He's careful to eat from my lap or fingers. Pepper on the other hand, learns by example from Fatty. He can't really comprehend as much but getting there. He still can't stand long enough or learn to catfch food with his paws like Fatty. Only Fatty can eat bread from my mouth. Hehehe! I call it lips to lips!
In time, Fatty and Pepper help fill the hole in me. Yup, I needed someone to listen. Not to my words but to my heart. The vibration my heart makes and their vibes from their emotions. Not that I don't have friends. It's just cats have this healing power I need. Because I was forced to mature faster than I planned, my healing wore away with it. Perhaps I can try to heal other people but who's going to heal me?
I need a hug from the cats. Plus, they are very good massagers.
Even if I view myself as a fish or mermaid, I feel I have this deep connection with cats.
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