Give me your bored, your furry, your yearning to be free. Canada Day has inspired me. To quote (actually mangle) American mantras? Well, yes. It's just that the boys long to be free. Their new- found climbing skills have led to a lot of staring out the window, longingly. Just what's out there? Trees. People walking by. Birds! Wait, that's another cat!!! He's outside!! He's free!!
They look back at me, the Big Cat, their jailer." J'accuse, Big Cat!!", their burning eyes seem to say. Yes, they would like to go outside- and they haven't been out since that time when they were very small- about a month ago. But the cruel world is well...cruel. That's why they call it that. And they are still pathetically undersized. "Weed" the neighbourhood dominent male cat is twice their size. He'd turn them into kitty sushi with one swipe of his huge paw. Then there are raccoons. And worst of all cars.
So for now let them dream. And grow. Two healthy pursuits for kittens, dreaming and growing. And for us all. Happy Canada Day.
xxxdad
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fatten them right up - build a little fence and then you can let them out with the comfort that they are too fat to jump over the fence... at least that's what I did.
ReplyDeleteHappy Canada Day. =]
*wipes a tear from her eye
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