The tale of two kittens

This posting is in relation to the two kitten that have occupied the top of my blog since its inception. I have decided to replace the kitten photos with a picture taken by my eldest daughter in PD December last year.

We were given the two kittens sometime May or June last year by a neighbour. I am not too sure what the circumstances were but my neighbour, whom I shall call, BH, already had another cat, which I believe is to accompany his only child and daughter, SM. The understanding was, SM wanted the striped kitten, and we could have the white one.

Both kittens were adorable, and the white kitten had blue eyes and resembles a Siamese cat. Both kittens were supposedly born from the same cat, therefore siblings. They were afraid of their new surroundings; therefore we kept them in the cage all the time until such time when we felt that they are old enough to be released.

BH's daughter wanted the striped kitten back, so we returned to her that one and kept the white one. We called him Spikey. And he was very much loved by my kids, particularly Aliah and Zarif. Spikey was quite an eater and he grew so quickly before our very eyes and at 6 months old he was as big as Whitefeet, our 8 year old cat.

Oh yes, we had another cat called Whitey who only responds to my maid and MrM. He would bolt whenever he saw me and MrM said I just have a mean look about me that cats can just detect if they are in contact with me. Maybe. I used to love cats and had one before I had kids by the name RebeccaDeMornay. After work, I would just play with the cat reflective of my mind then, I guess. These days I am so preoccupied with God knows what that playing with cats is the last thing in my mind.....

What happened in the end? The striped kitten apparently pooped on BH's mattress, made him upset and wanted to replace the mattress and he threw away the kitten at the nearby club. What a pity. I think SH was so taken with that little kitten and let it roam around in the house without proper litter training him.

Spikey was a beautiful cat that disappeared after Whitefeet disappeared. We thought that perhaps Whitefeet got knocked down by a car and died. Until one early morning we heard a commotion behind our house and found out that the security guards had found a big python all curled up in a neighbours' drain.

That is when we realised that both Whitefeet and Spikey must have been eaten by the snake and died.

Zarif kept saying "kesian" at the thought of Whitefeet and Spikey's last moments and their horror when they stumbled upon that snake. I told Zarif not to imagine such things and just accept that both Whitefeet and Spikey are gone forever......