We found her on one night,11 pm to be precise and it was
pouring outside.
She was being bullied by a white Tomcat and was clearly
mewing for help.
I love all ginger cats, because they remind me of meeri the
cat I grew up with in Malleswaram, so I immediately took a thenginKayi sippe filled it with milk and
kept in the karbevin gida.
Kabish did not drink
the milk, but it clearly understood that we were extending a welcome.
Next morning we found it in our front yard ,right next to
the karbevin gidda and I got so excited that I started making meow sounds, but
it merely glared and bared its teeth at us and hissed, which clearly sent the
message ‘get lost’.
The same night it managed to gain entry into our house and
started prowling about with the occasional meow.
We were amused about how it seemed to walk around the house,
with absolutely no tredepition about the two humans.
But in the mornings, we were cold shouldered,hissed at
,glared at etc etc.
The weekend that followed these antic filled days was the
one we finally managed to win over Kabish.
We had earlier tried feeding milk and rice but it just
ignored it like how I used to ignore Badnekayi and bendakaYi huli as a kid.
It was a A, who finally decided that there was no point it
testing the brahminical bovine diet on Kabish.
And off we went to the mallu supermarket , which stocks
everything under the sun and we got whiskas fish.
Kabish made the slurpiest sounds as It consumed whiskas and
there was no looking back.
Our maid T, who comes in every morning, quietly disapproved of
the indulgence, and covertly told me that the right way to raise a cat is by
feeding it haal-anna, meat eating cats are not to be trusted ,I was told out of
A’s earshot.
Kabish in the initial days was througly amused by all human
or ape activities and used to observe us for long hours.
We even got it all fancy toys which it totally disregarded and
synthetic laundry bag was its favourite toy.
Kabish is now all grown up and gets us completely and we
think we understand Kabish very well but we really don’t. Its like having to
parent a kid with permanent teenage angst, but we like it.
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Upcoming stories:
The Jaguar Cat
Black Striped cat which wants to be adopted.
Kabish and the journeys to the vet clinic.
Kabish favorite lounging places.
Stay tuned or not.
Where are the upcoming blogs ;)
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