As mentioned in a previous post, some of my days are filled with dog walking & working with very little of consequence to photograph or write about. So today, I looked through my past photos & came across these beauties – aaaah, kittens!
Last year I received a phone call from my daughter who lives in an apartment in a city 25 miles away. It was gone midnight & she woke me to panic about a cat in the car park who was following them, mewling pitifully. After a lengthy conversation of me reasoning with her to leave it outside as it would most probably have a home. If not, no doubt it would still be there to be rescued in the morning. My parting comment to her & her boyfriend was “You’ll only do what you want anyway!”
Lo & behold, the following day they had a cat in an apartment where no pets were allowed. The vet pronounced it a female in good health if a little thin & Sarah posted adverts hoping to find puss-cat’s owner. She was saddened to receive many calls from people who had lost their cats, but not this one.
Meanwhile she became fond of this friendly black & white cutie, but was going on holiday abroad…. Mum, of course, borrowed a cat travel case & fetched kitty home. Unfortunately although she was affectionate with people, she terrorised both our existing Chloe-cat & Hayley-dog.
But Sookie, as she was quickly named, thrived growing sleeker & fatter – too fat really with a round tummy. Yep, this stray had obviously been thrown out because she was pregnant! I was living with my son & daughter-in-law & they were delighted at the thought of kittens – they weren’t disappointed as you can see.
This is the newest addition to the household – meet Kamrita 🙂
She’s a Bengal tiger, about 9-10 years old, with two cubs (a male & a female) & she lives in the Chitwan National Park in southern Nepal. I’ve ‘adopted’ her through the World Wide Fund for Nature (WWF) after watching one of their ads on TV, which followed a read of the book ‘Life of Pi‘, which may be a blog subject itself. Tigers abound!
It’s not expensive, only a few pounds each month to become one of Kamrita’s adopters, but it felt so good to do so. I don’t usually have cuddly toys, just a couple bought for me by family, but I wanted a reminder of the magnificent beauty of these endangered animals. Now I can carry-on smiling as I stroke her, knowing my money is going to a worth-while cause.
Like all tigers, Kamrita has her own individual pattern of stripes & the WWF can monitor where she is when she crosses an infra-red beam, thus triggering a camera. It’s important to keep an eye on tigers in the wild as they’ve declined in numbers from more than 100,000 at the turn of the century to as little as 3,200 today – a reduction of more than 95%!
Look at Max! Here’s before & after pictures:
I’ve had pets & dogs since childhood & more recently, well for nigh-on the last 30 years, they’ve been Labradors. Notorious for shedding their short hair, in fact my ex-husband mentioned that when our golden lab Amber moved forward quickly, she left an outline in discarded fur behind her! It gets everywhere & no matter how clean the kitchen is kept, someone still usually ends up pulling a dog hair from their food – should I have really mentioned that!?
Then came along Max, a six month old Cocker Spaniel needing a home. A beautiful blue roan with a placid temperament, we just had to rescue him. He moults too, but we hadn’t realised that this didn’t stop his fur from growing! Like human hair, his fur grows longer very quickly with big tufts on his paws & curls on his forehead almost needing a bow to keep it from flopping in his eyes 🙂
Very soon he became shaggy which took an age to dry off when he came back from a walk in the wet, which is most days here in the UK. Surprisingly he also has two types of fur which grow at different speeds. The white is coarse, straighter & longer, whilst the black is soft & downy, absorbing water like cotton wool – impossible to dry completely & remaining damp for ages. It’s a real wonder that he doesn’t get a headache from the weight of his ears & as these tend to dangle in whatever he eats & drinks, dreadlocks soon form. He makes us laugh, turning his head to try & obtain the food he can obviously smell on the ends of his ears – time to get the wet wipes out.
My husband Rob thinks he has more character when he’s shaggy & that’s why he doesn’t go to be clipped as often as he aught, but I love him when he’s a short & smart boy.