Mother Cat Bullied By Sweetie Pie

Anyone who has been reading my blog would know that Sweetie Pie is very territorial, and would pick a fight with any cat especially Mother Cat if they happen to bump into each other.

On 5 June 2009, at approximately 1am I went down to feed Mother Cat at the rubbish dump where she would go looking for food. She would not appear until very late in the evening or after midnight. I have no choice but to make a special trip down just to feed her. Similar to Sweetie Pie, she has given birth and I have no idea where she hides her babies.

Anyway, Mother Cat was enjoying her biscuits when suddenly Sweetie Pie appeared. The moment she saw me, she ran toward my direction. I happened to be standing rather close to where Mother Cat was eating. Before I could move away from Mother Cat, Sweetie Pie saw Mother Cat and the container of biscuits. Instantaneously they started hissing and growling at each other and was ready to put up a good fight.

They continued to hiss and growl at each other for about three minutes. As expected, Mother Cat’s hisses and growls soften and cautiously she crawled away from Sweetie Pie. Once again, Sweetie Pie triumphed over Mother Cat and started enjoying her prizewinning biscuits.

Only after Sweetie Pie left with a full stomach, Mother Cat crawled back to consume the rest of the biscuits in the container. Luckily, it was still half full of biscuits. I felt so sorry for her. I waited for her to finish eating, collected the container, wished her good night and went home.

The White & Black Young Kitten

On one faithful afternoon about four months ago, I saw a white & black kitten at the sundry shop where I normally go to which is located below one of the apartment blocks. How could I not see him when he meowed so frantically under the steel compartment where the shop keeper puts his onions, potatoes, shallots and garlic?

I crouched under the compartment to take a good look at him. A kitten about the size of my palm and his eyes were still blue. He was very friendly for he climbed onto my lap and continuously meowing. The poor kitten must be starving. I went straight in, to the shelf where the cat food was displayed, took a packet of wet food for kitten, paid the grocer and gave it to the kitten. He finished it in split second.

I was informed by one of the workers that the kitten had been there since morning. Another abandoned kitten, it seemed. My friend and I tried to take him home but he was struggling and crying the moment he was lifted from the ground all the way to my apartment. He started hissing at my cat, Nino at first sight while Nino was just looking at him. From that moment, we knew this kitten was not suitable for Nino and would not make a good indoor cat.

I took him down, put him back where he was, and he stopped crying immediately. He ran inside the sundry shop, hid behind the cash register section. He seemed happy to be there. Whenever I saw him during my daily round of feeding, I would feed him.

After a week or two, he went disappear and never showed up until the evening of 4 June 2009. I was walking back to my apartment from my round of feeding the cats when I spotted him resting outside the front entrance of my apartment block. He has grown into a young kitten, about 6 months old, looking fine and charming. I was extremely happy with the reunion, fed him and patted him. It was a short reunion though for he went disappear once again.