In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
It's time for another season of Kitten TV! SubhanAllah! Alhamdulillah! LailahaillAllah! Allahuakbar! Floofy just had another batch of kittens on Sunday night, right as they were calling the night prayer. She had been in labor since my voice training session in the afternoon. Floofy is very active all the way up to labor, jumping and running and playing around. She's also very territorial, and got into a cat fight 3 hours before labor, which I suppose triggered it. I was voice training when she started howling for attention. I asked her if she were in labor, and she said "Meow." I told her to find a place to park, and just wait. I was busy all the way into nightfall, cutting grass, etc. After sunset I was cooking my dinner, and she kept on begging for attention. She had already chosen a spot, so while my potatoes and bamboo shoots were sizzling away, I went with her and stroked her head until the kittens came out. At that point she didn't need me anymore. Then the rain started to fall, and I knew right then that this gang of cats is special. Now there's a full moon outside. I love kittens!
Kitten TV had always been one big life threatening crisis, so I pray that this time it will be a happy show. Ya Allah, please protect and heal all my kitties. This time the mother cat had a flu vaccine right before she became pregnant like the vet recommended, plus right now since she gave birth, I'm giving her some antibiotics: very little, about half dose per day for 10 days. InshaAllah there will be no tragedy this time. When I last peeked at the little cuties, they were sleeping and neatly arranged in a row. Bat Cat, Bob Cat, and 3 females who I haven't named yet: a white and blonde calico, a white and grey calico, and a calico/tortoiseshell . A miracle, huh? Ya Allah, thank You for the kittens.
P.S. My Julia and Erin, I love you, I love you. And I need you, I need you.