Noone could ever accuse me of ever having a dull moment in my life. Life may be many things but it is seldom ever dull.
So, Saturday morning, all is well and wonderful in the world, I am going to start back spin after missing it for two weeks and on the way to drop Spawn off to lessons. There we are happily winging our way down the highway, nery a care in the world when we start to hear the very distinct sounds of kittens over the sound of the music.
"Mommy I'm hearing kittens"
"Me too" *insert sinking feeling in pit of stomach here "Pull down the back seat and see if you see anything in the trunk?"
"No, nothing in there"
Me internally "crap crap crap crap crap" it could only mean one thing and the engine is hot by this time.
Pull to side of hightway and open bonnet and peer inside to be greeted by wide eyes looking up at me in terror. After a few minutes of kneeling down in wet sandy dirt at the side of the highway and eventually picking up a water bottle on the side of the road and squirting the remaining water inside out RUNS a very frighten kitty (did I mention that we are at the side of the highway), Spawn gave chase until a sharp reprimand from me made her stop and while I took kitty from one side, she came along the other side and grabbed it. Okay phew crisis averted, we get back in car with said kitty and start off again.
Two seconds later...
More meowing
"Mommy that's not the one I'm holding"
Me to self "shit shit shit shit shit!"
Pull over, open bonnet look around, no kitty in sight
After some poking around (in the hot engine) not to mention trying my darnedest to look cute enough for some helpful motorist/good samaritan to stop and possible assist in my trial (to no avail btw) I finally spot the kitty up in a corner, making herself if it were even possible smaller.
Because of her position, I really had an even more difficult time to extricate her from the engine, first just managing to grab her by the back leg and then eventually working my way up her body before she could wriggle away. All this while having my other hand come around in front as far through the front grill as possible to push her towards my other hand that was practically squeezed into a space the exact width of my hand and all the while idly wondering if I would be able to get my arm and the kitty out or if it would be a case of chinese torture device...would I have to make the choice between dropping the kitty to get back my hand, if so then what?
Luckily for me, I finally managed to get her by the scruff of her neck and get both her and my arm out in one piece...well in the case of my arm, black and disgusting but out.
After getting them both out 
All cuteness aside I was quite royally pissed. They belong to my new neighbours, whose kitten at about 7 months old got pregnant even though I told them from the goodness of my "really not wanting any more unwanted kittens in the world" heart to have her spayed. She now has all four of her brood back with her and if I am to be any judge of the morals of cats and their fertility, she should be having herself another litter in about 8 weeks and counting (I am very annoyed by this as well).
Not only did I warn them the first time that she was in heat and suggested she get spayed asap, but now her brood running rampant, she keeps eating all of my stupid (they have to be stupid cause they let her without a fight) cat's food thus putting me in expense because she is a greedy sod and eats more than they do. Added to that I have to deal with loud un-neutered male cats coming around singing, spraying (have you ever smelt cat pee) and threatening my Boy, to get a piece of tail and to top even that off, now I have the added worry of having to look for kittens in the morning so I don't end up with Kitty BBQ. Sounds yum but I'm sure it won't smell all that grand, burning hair and all.
Okay yes I'll admit it, the thing that got me the most pissed was that I was almost late for my spin class, thankfully the instructor came in about 2 mins after me.
Title credits go to @witherwanda on twitter
9 hours ago
5 comments:
Very funny! Yes, absolutely its annoying but I'm very glad you didn't BBQ the little kitties (who are very cute BTW).
Also, glad you're back at spinning and despite the kitty debacle, made it on time. You must be some kind of super-hero! ;)
OH MY GOD. I hate irresponsible pet owners like your neighbours! WTF is wrong with people? Those poor kittens, and poor you with, yes, nearly a kitteh BBQ on your hands, not to mention compromising your safety on the road...This is just awful. I would totally report them to the SPCA or whatever animal rescue people you have there. This is just beyond the pale. GRRRRRR!
Svasti: so happy to be back at spin, body aches woo hoo, brain stablizing.
Wandering Coyote: ME TOO! If they were ignorant to what was happening that would be one thing, but I'm letting them know, I'm advising and to no freaking avail!
We have an SPCA here but they have no real authority unlike the ones in the States and Canada. Not to mention that they are so overcrowded most times that animals go in and all they could do is put them to sleep for lack of funding and space, which is why I suggested the pet store as they get them adopted out same day...people come in see the cute, can't resist and take home, hopefully spaying and neutering as they go (yeah right)
To write with humor about life's annoyances is a great gift!
Thank you for that Susan :)
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