SE kept saying, "Mummy made the kitten die!"
Later at night, that changed to, "Mummy KILLED the kitten!"
And hubby had the cheek to call me "cat-killer"... as if it wasn't traumatising enough to have driven over a poor innocent kitten. So it was down to 4 kittens.
Well, this didn't last too long. Coz a week later, he reversed over another kitten. (He got a taste of his own medicine this time! He was traumatised also, and yes, of course I had to call him "cat-killer too). We already did take precautions to always locate and remove the kittens before driving in and out, but in that case the kitten walked back under the car after being removed. So it was down to 3 kittens. And our shopping list included a large sack of cat food.
2 of the 3 remaining kittens were female and we were going to take them to the vet to be spayed. Before that happened... BOTH became pregnant. Gosh they were just, what, 5 months old!!
We left the kittens alone for 2 weeks. And now...
Now what do we have here...
(I named this one Spook)
And this one is Puff
(unless it's Notpuff, who is the same colour but less puffy than Puff)
Don't squeeze the neck, Su Ern!
*Pet pet pet*
Heh we have kittens to pet again! I like Spook, the all-black one. Hopefully we find homes for the rest.