Monday, May 9, 2016

a dead gift

I opened the door this morning and just about had a heart attack.

Heather has been feeding an outdoor cat for over a year. Heather named her Tiny Feet. We also feed her brother. I do tell her not to feed them so that they wont come back but she still does. We already have our own inside kitties so we don't need any more. They are here in the morning and leave during the day and back in the evening. That's when they know they get fed.

A couple of weeks ago Heather started giving her extra food. She claims that she was pregnant. How did she know? She will sometimes sit outside to talk and pet her. Why must I love an animal lover. My dad takes her side on this matter. She was gone for two days and when she was back her belly was smaller which can only mean that she had her baby, or babies.

We began to wonder where she had them. I'd notice that Heather would slow down once we hit our street to see if she would notice little ones in the area.

Yesterday when we came home from work, by the way Happy Mothers Day friends, we saw four little small kitties in our driveway. Heather was screaming with excitement we pulled in slowly and they scrammed. She was so excited to see that she had had four little ones. She went inside and fed the mommy. When she came back in the little ones came back to their mommy and she fed them.

This morning when I went to open the door I freaked. The dogs like to follow me to the door so I panicked and closed the door quickly. There was a squirrel on the porch. A dead one. I immediately texted Heather and told her I freakin had a heart attack. She called me to ask what happened and began laughing when I sent her the photo. I don't think its hilarious. It was a thank you gift from the cat. It was a way of saying thank you for feeding me and my babies. I didn't appreciate the gift. Heather always gives me a gift for mothers day from the fur babies as I do to her as well. I didn't literally want a gift from the fur baby living outside.
the gift

Needless to say I left it on the porch for my Heather.

Then when Heather got home from work she ended taking one of the four babies to the vet. She called to ask me. I couldn't tell her kind heart no. So she took the little one to the vet. The baby had a bloody nose that was causing him to not breath. The vet tended to it free of charge. The little one is back home but please there is a free kitty cat possibly three more if we can catch them too. 
two kitties

I think I would have cried hysterically had she brought me a dead rat.

Another normal crazy day in the neighborhood.    

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