Saturday, May 10, 2014

Day One: My People Need Me!

Again, we started off later than expected after a confused exchange with a client. It turned out for the best, I suppose, as we stopped pretty early in Blythe. I was dragging my bag towards the motel when I heard a high sound that made my womb tingle. My head whipped around, and I went off after the sound like a woman possessed. It was one of my kin calling to me!
This little booger ran up to us like he was family, all but climbing into Husband's lap.

That's my foot in the bottom right corner.
Behind a shipping container was a litter with their mama, appropriately fits-ed into a box. For being presumably feral, these cats had no fucks to give about us. Only the one came at us, while the others just hung around, unamused by our lack of petting I suppose.
Husband refused my pleas to, "Please for the love of God, let me raise them in the backseat to be my minions," and instead caved at, "At least let me feed my friends!"
We went to dinner at The Red Cactus across the street, all the while I was hem and hawing about being a fatty while my friends out there looked almost thin.


Admittedly the chocolate cake eased some pain, while the second chicken breast got chopped up and put in a kitty bag to go.


When we returned, Husband's bold friend was almost conflicted between pettings and the food, which comforted me a little into believing these critters weren't starved. Mama cat flanked us from the rear, also conflicted as to whether she should kick our asses for meddling in her absence, or check out the box of noms.We made a decision for her and slowly walked away, hearing her chirrup on over to the goods.
Much to our surprise, we saw where she had come from - someone had laid out some kibble for them (bottom right image). I'm hoping that means they're welcome at the motel, and won't have too harsh lives. It would make sense to welcome cats, since this is the edge of the desert, they'll keep the mice, scorpions, lizards, and most bugs at bay.
I rested a little easier that night, thinking my kin would be a-okay.

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