Two haiku about: kittens.
So. A wild cat got into the garage recently and proceeded to transport her kittens up to the top of a storage shed in there. Which is about ten feet tall. Kat's mother heard mewing in there yesterday morning, so I found a ladder and had a look with the flashlight from a safe distance. Yup, there was a cat up there. I couldn't see anything else though.
We heard the kittens later in the afternoon. So we set a trap this morning and caught the momma cat. Which meant that the kittens were stuck up there on their own. So up I went, cardboard box in hand. Came back down with five kittens in said box.
Here they are:
They're on their way to a good home now. Unfor... er, fortunately both Kat and I are allergic to them, otherwise at least one would probably have been mysteriously misplaced.
Oh yeah. All that and I wrote a couple thousand words too.
I want to keep them,
though it must be said that I
don't even like cats.
* * *
One ball of red yarn
plus four paws equals hoursof entertainment.