Age: 13 Years Sex: Male Weight: 12 lbs.
|Home:Costa Del Geriatrico, Hampshire, United Kingdom |
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April 13th 2001
Tabby and White
Anything that moves
Favorite Nap Spot:
Under the bedcovers, with his head on my thigh, or on my chest
Ham and crisps
Kissing and cuddling
indoors and outdoors
On May 3, 2001, at 7 p.m., the dog and I were walking up the road no more than 50 yards from the house, when we both heard a little squeak. Often lizards make this sound, so we didn't think too much of it at first and carried on. On the second squeak, Holly dog cocked her head and we must have both thought the same thing at the same time, "That ain't no lizard." We turned to see what we thought was the world's smallest kitten crawl out from the undergrowth onto the side of the road. It was this ball of fluff, later named Balu, because at that time he was just a light brown with no black markings or stripes, resembling a little teddy bear.
He quickly dashed back up into the undergrowth, where he huddled with two better qualified entrants for the smallest kitten record. Holly was down the ditch and up the bank in a shot to "rescue" them.
Needing three more cats like I needed a hole in the head, but being unable to leave them there alone to get eaten by wild dogs or squished by passing cars, I went home and got a box then collected them with little resistance.
Seeing the difference in size between these kittens - Balu was the largest and measured 4 1/2 inches from nose to bum and my vet and I estimated them to be between two and three weeks old - and the 50 lb. mutt, I first put them out of her reach. That was not the right answer, because she paced and howled and yowled and cried. So I put the box on the floor and supervised closely as Holly stuck her snout into this clawing mass, fished out little Balu, laid him on the floor and began to wash his underparts.
The next three nights and days, the dog never left the side of the box and continued watching her new "adopted children". While I fed milk in one end of each kitten every couple of hours, Holly took charge of cleaning the other ends, in a production line system.
None of them should be considered any more special than the others, but Balu was "the baby who would not be put down" and screamed his little head off if I tried. Thus, he spent most of his first few weeks sleeping down inside my T-Shirt as I worked, took the dog for walks, etc. And, as soon as he was big enough to crawl up, he would crawl up the front of me, plonk a paw either side of my neck and reach up to "kiss" me on the lips.
And he still does this almost every day.
As the kittens began to grow up, I could open the door, in full knowledge that this big dog would carefully pick up stragglers and carry them back indoors. As soon as they were old enough, they would come for walks with the dog and I, like a line of little ducklings. It was so funny, when they started trying to bury "mummy's" poo pile that was almost as big as themselves!
Six years later and both Balu and his sister, Kitty (sadly, we lost the other brother, Khan, in November 2006), still come and hide when "mummy" barks.
Making them even more special, the day after we found the kittens, I learned that my friend Natalia (whose cats are likely to have been their ancestors), had died at precisely 7 p.m. on May 3rd, 2001.
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