We’ve got a heap of kittens at the back. Two are pure black, two are calico. The black kittens are slightly larger than the calico ones, so we’re guessing that they are different litters.
It’s hard to tell who belongs to whom, as the black girls who live in the back lane are all sisters and half-sisters who share everything – from their food bowls to their lovers to the duties of motherhood.
The kittens are just piled on top of each other, with mums popping in from time to time to give them a quick clean and cuddle. We’ve given the kittens a box to sleep in, and are giving the mums some extra food.
There are about a dozen stray cats living in the back lane. When we first moved here they were raggedly creatures, full of sores. Thanks to twice daily cat biscuits, dosed with worming medicine at proper intervals, they now look clean and glossy. But the fact is that there are too many of them.
Even if we could catch these cats, the cost of taking a dozen of them to the vet to be spayed would be prohibitive, especially as almost all are girls who would need to be boarded for a few days.
Kittens and cats are lovely, but we do wish some of our tax money would go to a catch, spay and release programme to reduce the number of strays.