Things That Bang

When kittens get affectionate with their human surrogate mother, it's time to give them away. Zoey's kittens are nearly two months old. They emerged from under my cupboard a week ago and decided the entire house was their playground and I was their second mama.

They followed Zoey's example to become self sufficient. They litter trained themselves, took to food on their own and decided I was a safe mate as well.

I tried my best not to fall in love with them. I knew a day will come when we will bid them adieu and get back to having two cats. But those fluff balls began to hunt me down systematically.

They continue to greet me by pouncing on my feet, meow plaintively or snuggle up against me while I watch television in the living room and recently they have taken up to sleeping on me at night if I doze off in the living room.

Zoey watches their antics with gentle benevolence. Kensei shows fatherly affection and keeps them in line. Its a perfect family that reflects innocence and forwards unconditional love.

The problem is, I make an unwilling member in that feline circle of affection. I am the Judas who will bring turbulence in their tiny lives, push them out of their secure haven and into a world that may not treat them kindly.

Part of me feels apprehensive even for those kittens I know for sure will go to loving homes. Its a motherly anxiety that I am trying to dampen.

One of our friends will be coming over to take one of the kittens. He is quite excited about adopting a fluff ball but i still feel twinges of unfounded concern. I want to make the transition as comfortable as possible for the little one. Give advice and worse of all I want to visit his home once the kitten has settled in to see how the kitten is doing.

Obviously, I will apply restrain over my irrational fears, turn my heart into a stone when Zoey calls out to her given away kittens and put away the home made kitten toys.

I will miss those pesky little brats.