I am very sad. I am fairly sure the baby kitties that I have been sneaking my lunch to have been hurt. There are normally 4--three that look just like my own cat, Chui, looked as a baby, and one black little runt. Two of the babies were suspiciously absent today. I wouldn't think much of it, but of the two that showed up to eat my lunch, one has clearly been burned. His whiskers have curled up like an old gilbert and sulivan mustache. I don't know about whiskers, but hair does not curl up like that without trauma. When I first looked I thought it was so funny, then I realized how pathetic it looks.
This is the mother and the hurt baby. She did not look like this yesterday when she leapt all over my fingers. I joke about teaching the kitties that white, blonde ladies will feed them. They do follow me like the pied piper. But today I watched a tanzanian man throw rocks at the babies and kick them, pretend to give them food and then throw a bottle of water at them. :(
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poor baby paka.
Sometimes when a person has no control over their environment or situation--it gets acted out in strange and often hurtful ways, on lesser beings; whether in an office or in a field. I'm sorry for you and the kitties.
ReplyDeletePole sana binti wangu, Paka wameona kama panya, lakini wanakula panya, sasa wana nzuri sana!!!! Pole sana.
ReplyDeleteMen, especially, resent cats all over the world because cats don't work or obey orders.
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