Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.
Seneca
I woke slowly and quietly at 5:00 AM, retiring another apocalyptic Nuclear dream. All of my new kittens slowly gathering around my chest, purring up a storm to greet me. It was a nice way to wake up. Bleary-eyed and a little too dark to see if all the kittens were sitting on me, I enjoyed the moment. Then I heard a kitten screaming at the top of its lungs outside my room.
It could only mean one of the kittens had escaped through the crack at the bottom of the door with the help of its mother. Now was being killed by one of the females that lived on the loft stairs. The next few moments were a blur as military training took over, in a precise urgent panic, I grabbed my phone for light. I yelled out a warning to stop, while I turned on my 2021 flashlight and surveyed the scene.
On the platform, I had constructed for the females to sleep, was a lone screaming newborn. Beside it a placenta and a mother cat, who I had no idea was pregnant.
I had to think quickly, I placed the kitten near the mother for heat and launched myself down the stairs. I needed a box some padding for the bottom. Cardboard? No. The plastic box where the last bunch of kittens was raised? Yes. Coincidentally, I had washed it yesterday and left it upside down to dry.
Great, now padding, I had clean laundry near my bed I grabbed t-shirts and some shorts I didn’t really wear, I placed the shorts first then the t-shirt in the bottom of the plastic box, first I transported the kitten, then the mother. Only she did not want to stay in the box, kitten or not. She got out and ran back to the platform. I found the lid took it to the box retrieved the mother once again. I put her in the box held her down, moved the kitten closer and sealed her in.
I knew she only had an hour’s worth of air in that storage tub. I remembered what to do next. I went straight to the garage found the hole saw right where I left it, weeks ago. Then I went to the woodwork shop and grabbed the Hitachi drill. I put the hole saw in the drill, thank God it fit. The other option was the generator, an AC drill and extension cords and finding all that before the cat and kitten ran out of air.
It was enough of a miracle that I had enough memory to find the drill and the hole saw. Thank you Cacao nibs.
I went to the box and drilled two 2-inch holes in the lid. After a few minutes, I carefully lifted the lid to see if all were alright, I was worried because the little kitten’s cries were quieter and less often. I feared it was dying as a result of the move.
I carefully lifted the lid and peeked inside, I couldn’t see the kitten. I patted the mother, to let her know she was ok there and slowly moved her, the kitten was next to the momma cat.
I carefully closed the lid and decided I needed a coffee. I made that, and while it brewed I went outside to snap a pic. I checked on Stripey who was close to death, he was quiet and relaxing, I patted him carefully, then I made my way to my laptop to put down these words. Now I am going to drink my coffee.
Was the little kitten going to live? I had hoped so, but it wasn’t up to me, that was up to God and the mother cat. Don’t get me wrong, I have way too many cats. But for every thing there is a reason, even if I didn’t see it.
Shopping is a lot harder with an overheated body. Did I mention we are again under a severe heat warning? I had a big list of things I needed to get done. So I made sure they were added to a list-making app. Now that I am home, I can check the list to see if I did everything.
What? I was supposed to check it while I was doing the things on the list. Next time if I remember. I had cacao nibs, which helped with memory, but I ran out and forgot to order more.
I unloaded stuff to eat and stuff that might explode. I checked the new momma cat. I have 3 more kittens all grey. Which is a bit weird because I only have one grey cat that I was sure was a girl. I will have to check it’s undercarriage.
BTW I forgot one item on my list. The same one I forgot last time.
Bam Bam Aka Jean Claude Bam Bam. Don’t worry there is a Pebbles too.
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