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Lil White Socks
This weekend, i spotted this lil kitty in our garden. Behind our house in the backlane, a lot of wild cats live and populate. We feed them sometimes as our hearts go weak when we see the smaller kitties trying to rough it out with the other bigger adult cats. Most of the houses here feed the cats in the backlanes but they are free to roam. These are wild cats. They love their freedom.
I just had two days with this little fella. The mommy was trying to teach this small fella to climb the tree in our garden. This lil fella was hanging on for dear life. She keep teaching it to climb higher and hang on. I know the main reason was for it to be independent and climb on the tree if the lil fella detect any danger. The mommy was always near to protect and look over it. I didn't go near it as the mommy cat was quite protective of the little one. I just left some food for the mommy.
Every hour i watch the small kitty through my window.. i fear for its life too. It is such a small kitty. But it was so high up and hanging on for dear life. I was afraid that it would fall. My friend assured me that a cat has 9 lives. Even if it fall, it will be okay. I never had any cats as a pet before. Dogs i have these two which i guard with my life.
Lil White Socks is gone now. A life cut short. I am so sad. It lies limp and lifeless in a box in the garden. I can hear the mommy cat mewing away sadly trying to coax it to wake up. Life and death. I can never really get over the latter. Be it a loved one or a wild cat.
