i like kittens, but, i hate cats. you know what i mean? i like them young, small and cuddly. i hate the full grown ones.
there are stray cats that come to our house . we give them left-overs
so, there is one who comes back every day…….. every dinner time to be
exact.
One afternoon i was at the garden , sweeping the dry leaves. I saw a
black cat on top of our fence. I shooed it off, but instead of going
away , it got angry at me ….. showed me all it’s teeth and positioned
to jump at me !!! i got scared and ran for my life !!!
There was another grey colored cat, who would come to our house for
it’s share of food. the cat stopped coming for about a week, after
which, it came back with four kittens. the kittens came a few times
and have not returned since. the mother cat was found dead on the
corner at the end of our road — it got ran over by a passing car.
As I mentioned above, there is one cat who comes to our house every
dinner time. it doesn’t matter whether i like cats or not ……… if cats
come, they will have their share of food.
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