This being Good Friday, a public holiday, anyone in their right minds wouldn’t be waking up before the sun shines.
But us minions had an errand that would mean leaving home at 6.30am. Worried about the Area3 cats’ brekkie, btmao decided to wake up even earlier than usual to feed them. Since it is pre-dawn, I volunteered to accompany her.
As the feeder service does not start service until 5.30am, we walked out, which meant passing through area 2.
There we saw a few sights to boil the blood of minions.
First there was the torbie calico female, whom I last saw doing her guerilla thing. She was in a semi-faceoff with the chubby Siamese cross we first spotted last month. Since it was the pre-dawn, their quarrel sounded rather loud.
btmao decided to feed them to distract them from their feud. Clearly, the smaller torbie (we are calling her Bambi) was subservient to the chubby, and certain to be semi-pet cat, siamese cross (christained Sarsi) who nearly cleaned up the whole offering, leaving only 2 slivers of meat for the poor skinny and younger female. So much for being a Siamese-cross pet cat. This “breed” pet cat displays the typical ravenous nature of free-ranging pet cats. What a disgraceful reflection on the care the owners grant their pet.
As we waited on the duo, another kitten, younger even than Bambi appeared and called too. Sarsi and Bambi were scaredy enough but this one was even worse, scooting off into the drain at the slightest sign of approach.
btmao had to leave the plate in the drain and back 2 metres before the kitten would approach for food.
Closer look. We can’t determine the gender, but definitely this kitten is starved and needs a bath. The camera flash caused it to run for cover again, emerging only after 10 mins. We can’t tell if it was one of the kittens we sighted before we spotted Sarsi that first time, but looking at its size, we think this kitten is a little too young to have been an affiliate of that brood.
As it was getting a bit ‘late’ by this time, I asked btmao to go ahead and get to Area 3 while I waited for the kitties to finish up.
After them, I crossed to the main road, where what should happen but that I meet yet another kitten. But this one is super friendly and trusting, a tabby girl about 5-6 months old with a perfect straight long tail. She ran to me as soon she realised my presence and trotted over, and reverse-plonked herself down in a heap of furry tumtum.
She cried and tried to follow when I left after giving her head scritches and tum-rubbies. (I couldn’t feed her since I did not bring any supplies with me)
I am 99.9% certain she is Sabia.
Once again, us minions can’t help but seeth with anger at the nonchalance of so-called pet owners who allow such young kittens to wander and to be less than good providers of food. How can anyone who purports to love their cats be less than concerned about their kitties’ well-being? Especially when there’s clear danger as in Sabia’s family case?