Yesterday, the cutest thing happened. Popped over to Slug’s house to stay the night. We entered her house, Slug went into the bedroom and her expression completely changed. She looked terrified and she called me (almost yelped actually) to have a look. I hesitated lest it should be a dead person or live snake lying in wait.
I went and peered into a paper bag kept stashed in the corner. Inside, lay two of the cutest kittens on the planet lying all curled and entwined in each other’s fur. They resembled tiny ginger-coloured fur balls.
We figured that the mother had sneaked in through the window while Slug was out. We tried to feed the Kitty’s some milk, but I guess they were too tiny to drink from a bowl. At about 2 am the mom tried to sneak in, but when we went to the window shoe darted away. So, this morning we left the kittys outside the window, of course all covered in blankets and soft tissues paper and with some milk for the mother. We hope she comes and feeds them.
A weird thing happened yesterday: this chap in my office asked me if I gay. I was quite shocked. I suppose it’s because I never speak about the men I date or drop lines about finding this chap hot or that actor soooo dishy. On the other hand maybe I have been fending off vibes that I may have received or am receiving from the chaps in office. One can’t blame me. One office romance that went sour had left a bad taste in my mouth. However, I am not cynical about such things or for that matter, any aspect in the romance department. In fact, I feel so damn lucky that I am not in a bad relationship or a bad marriage. My time for such things is today and tomorrow. If it was yesterday, it would have been a disaster.
Anyway coming back to what my office bud said to me, I told him that I have had relationships with men. And he’s like, O but that’s in the past. And then I’m like, honey I must be the most self-aware human being on the planet. I have already surpassed the phase where I was wondering if I was gay or not. It turns out I am not.
And o yes, am singing next weekend at a restaurant in the suburbs. Yippee!!
So you all sorted out? Wah wah!
Yes very!
Which restaurant? What date?
Hehe I was drunk so I wouldn’t remember even if you had told me
Chandra…what exactly are you talking about???
cats usually don’t digest fresh milk very well- Indian street cats might be an exception,lol- you should try diluted condensed milk