So last night I was watching a FB video on a cat which had recently had kittens. They were squeaking loudly, all trying to latch onto their mother for their milk, and I just watched, enjoying those cute little fluff balls.
Suddenly, Xena jumped up to my computer and parked herself in front of the screen, totally absorbed with the vision in front of her, her ears forward as she listened to the babies and their ear piercing hungry cries.
Just after I took this picture of her, she stood up and frantically looked at the back of the computer, walked around it, sniffing and was totally distraught.
She turned to me in desperation, totally convinced there were kittens there who needed attention. It was sad to see her imploring me to do something. I did.
I turned the video off and comforted Xena. When she had calmed down, I decided that it was not fair to do this to her. As a rescue cat, she was spayed at 7 months, so she never got the chance to have kittens.
She would have made a great mother.
Today I have to reserve my spoons as I battle fibro and have some errands to do. On my to do list is:
Go to chemist again for scripts they had to get inBuy some groceries that I couldn't get onlineDo washingCook a shepherd's pie for dinner
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