this sight greeted me when the elevator door opened on thursday night when i reached home.

i was so excited, i ran tottered (wearing high heels and carrying shopping bags, mah) as quickly as i could to call aniq who was home with his daddy and sister.

he’d already seen them, but i hadn’t, so we all went out again to coo at the basket of furry felines.

“see, the baby kitten is drinking milk from the mummy cat,” i said.

“same! like mummy and baby auni!”, he pointed out.

“yes, same,” i beamed at him.

see how both babies’ paws are positioned. uncanny. heh.

i was telling the husband that the mummy cat looked so… tired, from the demands of motherhood. there was another kitten snuggled up under her, so i could empathise how she must be feeling, with two little ones to care for and nourish.

oh, and i also wondered – where the heck is the daddy cat, eh? hmm.

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