Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Letter to Julia 20140528


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

Hi there, my most precious and beautiful wives.  How are you feeling today, my slick Julia?  I do so admire your cool but intense demeanor.  I love you, and I need you.  And how are those emotions of yours, my sweet Erin?  Sincerely, your pure and golden heart shines to me in my dreams.  I love you, and I need you.

I couldn't do much of anything yesterday evening because of the sporadic rain.  There was enough of a gap in the rain for me to run over to the night market, and buy some cuttlefish to make my Mama's famous Squid Stir Fry.  I ate it with rice, I was stuffed, and I have plenty left over.  This evening I harvested the last of the mangoes, and a whole bunch of lemongrass.  Can't do much with just lemongrass, but it's going to add some kick to my steak, and my sardine dip.

As for Kitten TV, Bat Cat has finally opened his eyes.  All my kittens have runny noses, but I'm kind of worried about Batty, because he stretches out his neck like a terrapin, gasping for air.  Both he and Hepzibah have lost interest in feeding.  Ya Allah, please heal and protect all my kitties.  His mother isn't impressed with his behavior.  She was the first to catch a cold by the way, so that's how it passed on to the babies.  So she sits on Batty, kicks him, then stuffs a nipple into his open mouth.  Perhaps she thinks he's being overly dramatic?  I don't know.  I love all my kitties, so I worry.  Bat Cat is the runt of the bunch, so I'm especially worried about him.  It doesn't seem like he would survive this crisis.  The vet said that there's nothing able to do, because the kittens are too small.  Any medication has to be administered to the mother to be fed to the babies, but if they're not feeding, then I can only watch.  Chee Cheah has complete disdain for Floofy and her brood.  She hisses at them from a distance, and isolates herself outside during the day.  But she is an old kitty, so I have to go and fetch her to keep her indoors at night.  She's a grand old lady, but she is old, and is beginning to wobble in her walk, just like a kitten.