There was once a cat that lived in our neighborhood. She belonged to a redneck who believed his pets were feedable yard decorations. Besides the cat, he owned a dog. We thought was named “Shut up” because of how many times he yelled Shut up at the poor thing, who we found out later on was named Diesel. Eventually he ended up moving away and returning some property value to the rest of our neighborhood when he drove his fat ass freight truck away never to return.Before leaving he let us know that his cat went missing, but never bothered to stay and look for her. Eventually she found a home with two kids that loved her… or so we thought.
Fast forward four years later and she mysteriously reappears outside in our neighborhood, mainly coming around at night. She looked malnourished, like many of the other cats that are either left outside or abandoned in our neighborhood (we have shitty neighbors). We offered her the garage in the evenings for shelter, and started calling her Kiki, and later Kikyo. By morning she would leave. Eventually Kikyo would start hanging around during the day, and we began to notice she was getting more and more plump. At first we thought it was from feeding her, then eventually it became more obvious that the poor thing was pregnant. Last week her water broke, but there was no kitten activity. After waiting 32 hours like the Vet recommended we took her in for a checkup, and next thing we knew…
TWO PREMATURE KITTENS!!! Kikyo had two pregnancies going on, a pregnancy of four and a pregnancy of two. The four didn’t make it, and the two were difficult to wake up… but they made it.
We’ve been doing what we can to feed and care for them since their arrival. Each day we weigh them, and they get a little more and more heavier. Their Mom has been doing an excellent job taking care of them!
As crazy as it is, we’re probably going to keep them. If Kikyo had given birth to a regular litter of kittens we would have given them away without any issue. But helping save this bonded pair has made this situation completely different. Of course, this means we have six cats now. But we’ll make it work. We won’t be adopting anymore cats, for awhile anyway. We’re happy to welcome Scooter (left) and Squeaky (right) into the world, and into our family. 🙂
