My cat had her kittens today, there are five; three dark and two light. She is kind of spotted, and sweet as can be. I began petting them right after she finished cleaning off the last…
I keep thinking of names, or how they will look when they are bigger. I keep wondering if they will be spotted, or nice, or crazy; but mostly I wonder if they will die.
when I was little I found this new born kitten, I named her Lucky, mostly because I found her just in time. For months she was my baby, my little one. I bottle fed her every two hours, and carried her with me in her small kitten bag…she was mine. when she was about 4months old, she died. We were playing with a ball and if fell under the couch, so she ran down to get it. At first I thought she was just playing with a cord or something, but I looked under the flap after a few minutes and her body was flopping like a fish out of water. Everything was drenched in blood…
I never went into that part of the house again, for fear of her ghost, or the memories come back to haunt me. But still, I had nightmares for years. She was my baby, I saw her take her first breath…and her last.
