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Mm hmm . . . Mm hmm . . . Yes, everything seems to be in order here
Kittens: WE ARE LOST AND SCARED IN A BIG SCARY WORLD!!! HISSSSS!!!
Cats: Come snuggle with me, cat brother! We own this house, and this human slave who harvests our poop for some reason…but it doesn’t matter. We run the show! Now let us snuggle and sleep for 19 hours a day.
It feels like every other day I see a post of someone finding lost kittens outside somewhere. How? How does that even happen? I never see tiny lost fluffballs outside! Only ever bigger fluffballs who act like they own the place…
The last time I had kittens their mom (a neighborhood stray) stashed them under my car. Getting the sharp, squirming lil tykes out of the engine block in Texas summer heat was a memorable experience.
My last kitty came up on my porch outta nowhere and meowed at me till I loved her. That neighborhood had a feral cat thing going on though.
It is rare! These rescues came to us through a friend of a friend in the southern USA (Los Angeles, i think), and wended their way over here in BC Canada. I think in warmer climates you’ll see it more.
Cute
