We used to have one female cat, Pepper. She had kittens, year after year, the mortality rate of cats is high, most never lived to adulthood but a few survived. To date, the few consists of two males and two females all from different litters. The female kittens became adults and, well… Pepper and the two female kittens — I meant, female cats — gave birth within a week of each other. For about a week, we could hear so many newborn kittens making crying sounds. Then, the cries got fewer and fewer, and then, there were two kittens left.
If I’m bothered with having too many cats, Speedy is even more bothered. We’ve gotten tired of discussing adoption plans with Sam and Alex since they never want to part with new kittens. Every. Darn. Time. And I think about a scene from Before Midnight, the one where Celine tells Jesse about her cat Cleopatra. [Read More...]