Posted on 03/30/2006 7:51:54 AM PST by processing please hold
So sad. Poor little mama, bless her heart.
It kind of reminds me of something that happened to me once, though, not quite the same situation. I came out and found a pecked to death baby bunny on the sidewalk. I looked up and the big black crow was still sitting up on the light post. I must have scared it off when I came outside. I flipped the thing off and called it a b@st@rd! LOL! as if it knew what I was talking about. Poor little bunny.
I told my husband, look honey, she wants us to save her baby. It broke my heart. She sat far away and just watched while my hubby was working with it.
To Do:
Grab your gun and kill momma kat before she can kill any more kittens!!!
Wow, I'm gonna get burned for this..........
That's pretty damn cruel fella.....(but funny)
Oh my, I can't stand it. so pitiful and sad.
My husband tried with the two last night. I pick up the one before posting this story and rubbed it's chest and blew air into it's nostrils...nothing. It was dead.
> She sat far away and just watched while my hubby was working with it.
As others have mentioned... to animals like cats and dogs, animals that are quite intelligent, humans must seem vaguely god-like. If there was a god just down the block and your babies were dying... you'd quite likely gather your courage and deliver your babies to that god.
What would be interesting to see is if you managed to save one of the kittens, restore it to health, and return it... maybe every time you opened your door there'd be a sacrificial offering of a dead snake or field mouse or something left on your porch.
We trapped the faral cats around our house and had them neutered and spayed.
The kittens were probably alive when the mother cat brought them to your door. Feral females are smart enough to know that the Big Cats have magical powers (after all, they produce the Treats) and often present sick, runty, or otherwise nonviable kittens to nearby humans for disposition. It seems cruel, but Mother Cat hasn't got the resources to care for the sick ones, the crippled ones, or the runts of the litter; she has to husband her food and attention for use by the ones with a chance at survival. Two of our three current feline-American housemates were "presented" to us by the mother cat that lived beneath our house at the time; the last one, our calico, we found in a puddle by the front porch in a rainstorm. There is nothing more piteous than the cry of a lost and scared kitten; we HAD to take her in. After a brief cold she recovered fully, and is hale and hearty today.
You did the only thing you could do. Thank you for looking out for God's creatures.
Oh no. Thank you. I don't know anything about cats. How very sad. I hope she only had the three.
Maybe she intends for you to give them a viking kitty funeral?
(Sorry, too. I miss my Leo who died around this time last year.)
Or she could just have her spayed. It must be sad to have such a shriveled heart.
Don't be too hard on Mr. Crow. He's gotta eat, too.
If all dogs go to Heaven, all cats go to Valhalla.
Domestic cats have the same social structure as lion prides. If a new male has taken over the "pride" he will kill all the offspring of the former leader.
It is sad. Mother kitties tend to grieve when they lose a litter of kittens. We had one last summer on our compound who gave birth to three kittens and they all died within 24 hours.
That poor mother cat went around crying piteously for a couple of days. It broke my heart.
Sad. I love them to death. All of them.
Riley
Friend to cats everywhere.
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