Since then, she’s taken up residence in our backyard along with some friends.
This is Squirt. He is Baby Kitty’s big brother and the ring-leader of all feline shenanigans currently taking place in our backyard. He can eat at least twice his weight in cat food throughout the day, is always hungry, growls if anyone gets close while he’s eating and can’t decide if he’d rather bite you or have his back and tummy rubbed.
This is Flash. He’s the baby brother and quite probably the runt of the litter. When he first arrived on the scene he didn’t want anyone to see him, look at him, touch him or talk to him and that’s why we named him Flash. He’d take off like a little furry striped streak across the yard if he thought you might even think about getting close to him. He has since decided we have no intentions of eating him, beating him, or causing his demise. This little kitty loves to have his head and back rubbed and turns into a boneless mass of purring bliss whenever you rub him under the chin. Besides being such a sweet little guy, he has the most beautiful eyes.
This is Apricot. She’s big, she’s bossy and she rides herd over the kittens like nobody’s business. In addition to her freaky color eyes and fluffy salmon fur, she is the nanny and doesn’t want anyone messing with the kittens unless she gives her approval. It’s a good thing they have her, too, since their mother is a standoffish, mean little cat who slaps them anytime they get close to her.
This is Drooley, aka The Heinous Cat. Of all the felines trooping through our back yard, he’s the only one who belongs there. And he knows it. He despises the kittens, their nanny, and any other interlopers who might interfere with his attention or dinner program. I’ve been calling him the Grumpy Old Man because all the kittens have to do is take a step his way and he starts hissing and spluttering.
It makes for some interesting moments, that’s for sure.
She Who is Overrun with the Neighbor’s Cats