It's meet-up-with-girlfriends-drink-and-tok-bull-night... yet again. BUT the only difference is that I came home with a little kitten.It's white with red stripes. I'm not gonna name it, I don't wanna be emotionally attached to it so I can still give it away. I hid it in my handbag all the way home in the taxi and it's little face kept coming out. Poor little one, shivering, heart pounding, looking for home, no idea where to look.
Of course I couldn't take Ashton up tonight, just in case he gets too terrified of the kitten... YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. So poor baby boy has to stay downstairs tonight.
I could hardly hide the kitten from ANYONE even though it was in my handbag the whole time. The taxi driver; the shop assistant; my mum... thanks to it's little face and crying. Mum asked why'd I pick a stray kitten.... well, if you saw a baby crying in the bushes, you're just gonna walk away?!
It's obviously calling for help but I don't know in what way to help except the food I bought and milk for it.
I do not intend to keep this kitten for long (obviously with 3 golden retrievers, nobody needs a heart attack) but at least till I have it checked by the vet then I'll send it SPCA or something. Poor fella. It's still meowing away while I type this.
Well everyone tells me stray cats are common in East Coast Park, but when this little kitten was meowing it's way through the bushes, I couldn't just pretend it was nothing and left it alone. Poor little fella (again)
A baby can only cry, so can a puppy or kitten; for help or for basic needs.
I already have 3 huge pups, no need for a kitten/mouse/hamster/baby tiger/lion to add to my zoo; but who can just walk away from a cry? Well, I know some can, but not me. Even if I were to walk away from this kitten, I would have at least gotten some milk for it before walking away reluctantly. I'm not self-righteous, I'm just being human and loving the world while I'm still around and able to provide some care.
This poor kitten is scared to its wits, crying constantly and meowing for mum. I'm not mum and definitely not gonna keep this kitten. Try hearing the cries yourself and you'd melt too. When I first got my pups, each of them had their own unique cries, but soon, they had their own unique characters. All are goldies, but of different temperament and characters. Alot like human actually.
Anyway, mao mao, since I do not know what else to call it, is a tad scared to socialise, or come out.... What's to blame? Desertion; abandonment.
Of course I couldn't take Ashton up tonight, just in case he gets too terrified of the kitten... YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. So poor baby boy has to stay downstairs tonight.
I could hardly hide the kitten from ANYONE even though it was in my handbag the whole time. The taxi driver; the shop assistant; my mum... thanks to it's little face and crying. Mum asked why'd I pick a stray kitten.... well, if you saw a baby crying in the bushes, you're just gonna walk away?!
It's obviously calling for help but I don't know in what way to help except the food I bought and milk for it.
I do not intend to keep this kitten for long (obviously with 3 golden retrievers, nobody needs a heart attack) but at least till I have it checked by the vet then I'll send it SPCA or something. Poor fella. It's still meowing away while I type this.
Well everyone tells me stray cats are common in East Coast Park, but when this little kitten was meowing it's way through the bushes, I couldn't just pretend it was nothing and left it alone. Poor little fella (again)
A baby can only cry, so can a puppy or kitten; for help or for basic needs.
I already have 3 huge pups, no need for a kitten/mouse/hamster/baby tiger/lion to add to my zoo; but who can just walk away from a cry? Well, I know some can, but not me. Even if I were to walk away from this kitten, I would have at least gotten some milk for it before walking away reluctantly. I'm not self-righteous, I'm just being human and loving the world while I'm still around and able to provide some care.
This poor kitten is scared to its wits, crying constantly and meowing for mum. I'm not mum and definitely not gonna keep this kitten. Try hearing the cries yourself and you'd melt too. When I first got my pups, each of them had their own unique cries, but soon, they had their own unique characters. All are goldies, but of different temperament and characters. Alot like human actually.
Anyway, mao mao, since I do not know what else to call it, is a tad scared to socialise, or come out.... What's to blame? Desertion; abandonment.
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