Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Letter to Julia 20140520


In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Well, it looks like it's going to be cat tails for a while.  Let's start with Chee Cheah.  Monday morning, and I was preparing to take her to the vet for her antifungal shot.  I usually let her out of the house right at the dawn prayer, but this time I didn't.  The vet opens at 8:30am, so I take my time, and whip up breakfast then take a shower.  Then the cat starts screaming and limping.  I get freaked out and think she broke her leg of course, but it's still an hour before the vet.  So I coop her in her travel basket, and try to take a short nap.  At the vet, he says there's nothing wrong with her.  So either she's throwing a tantrum about going to the vet, or she's jealous over the kittens, or she's a hypochondriac.  Great.

I've been keeping Floofy and her kittens in a little cupboard, in the cage where I store my motorcycle at night.  Which is safe from animals the size of a cat or larger, but not from snakes and mice, and not from the wet and the cold.  Indoors is better, InshaAllah.  So I place her and the kittens in a large box while I move the little cupboard indoors.  But the young mother rejected what I chose for her, and started to move her brood.  Eventually she chose the crevice under my stove top where I put my LPG cylinder.  So I had to move the cylinder, and make a bed for Floofy and her kittens right in the middle of my kitchen.  Great.

I don't think you would tolerate such a situation, but you're not here.  The kittens are awfully cute, though.  I think the white kitten will grow up to be a calico like her mother, but whiter with a short tail.  Her name is Hepzibah.  Then there's the black and white Bat Cat clone, which is awesome because Bat Cat isn't the father.  His name is Bat Cat.  Floofy's first choice kitten, the first kitten she chose to move, looks kind of like the father except he has a straight tail, and he's a darker kitty.  His name is Bob Cat.  The father is a slender grey cat with long legs, and stripes on the legs.  He hangs around the homestead at all times.  I don't have a name for him: he's not my cat.  I don't know how Chee Cheah will react to the new living arrangements.  I need to get used to it myself.  Right now, she's moping over at Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  Ya Allah, please protect and heal all my kitties.

Of course you are my wives inshaAllah, and I love you, I love you.  And I need you, I need you.  Please join me in Islam.  Please maintain your prayers, and don't forget to enjoy all sorts of food while keeping to the rules.  God must be the most underestimated Being ever.  But who really cares about the skeptics?  Allah has put you at the top of the world, as per our marriage.  InshaAllah, we will have security and happiness in this life as well as the Hereafter.