So there is this place my sister goes up to and we call it the "cat house". Why? 'Cause, well there are free roaming cats up there! Cute, shy, mean, sick, friendly cats/kittens.
We went up there today and, well... there is this runt named Bug-Eye who we brought home (blame my sister) and is on the verge of death. She is trying EVERYTHING to nurse it back to health. Like- giving it a bath, nitpicking fly eggs out of its fur, warming it up with a HAIR DRYER, etc. You can feel its guts, ribs, and spine! Poor kitty.... its mother and grandmother hate it. It feels like he hasn't eaten and his body seems limp.
On a happier note, when Mittens (Bug-Eye's fluffy sibling) gets older my grandma may get her! We brought Mittens to my grandma's house and she. LOVED. Mittens! It was also entertaining how she walked- on her tiptoes and if she was in high heels! My sister told me that she is very playful and friendly. The friendly part is right, the playful part... not so much. Anyway, now we are taking Mittens with us when going to my grandma's house.
Today's just been so eventful....
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