Kids are the best source of innocence, perhaps apart from my mom.
Last year, when I was in India, a pregnant cat had somehow found its way to our store room. I don’t blame the cat, it really is a safe place where predators wont find them. I don’t know what you call this in other places, but its where we keep all the things “that might come in useful someday” and old newspapers, woollen sacks,some food stuff and so on. It’s sort of a messy room really.
So my mom being a typical mom, starts getting agitated. She doesn’t really like cats, but don’t mind them either. It’s really cute of her. I would suggest throwing the cat away playfully and she would be like, “No!”. Motherly instincts. Anyway, the feline gave birth to some four or five tiny kittens. It was quite cute to hear the small meow meow coming from the store room. The thing that surprised me was it was hard for me to find where they were! Even in the store room, the mother had chosen to put her home at a height, inside a cardboard box. Typical of a cat to go for a box.
Now mom was getting more agitated, one moment she’ll be like oh no, the kittens are making so much noise, I cant work in the kitchen, and a bit later she’ll be like, awwww they sound so cute. There is this guy, Philip who does some yard work for us, and we mentioned it to him about the kittens when he came around. She asked if he wanted the kittens, and if he didn’t want, to throw them away somewhere. No no, don’t kill them.
He agrees and says he will come another day. 2 days later he’s back, at something like 8 in the morning. He never comes that early and we were wondering why. Apparently, his kids loved cats so much, and one of the cat went missing or something and they had been crying out ever since. He told them about the kittens in our house and they started pestering him from the moment. He could no longer bear their pleads and came home to take them away.
Now we had forgotten about the mother cat. Her cries were so heart breaking, mom wanted to go get the kittens back. She would be cutting some vegetables and when she hears the cat, she would stop and listen, and then look at me.
After some time the cat went away, never to be seen again. I don’t think mom has moved the box from the store still.