In the Beginning - the Creek, Mmaa Preggers, Simpkin, the Kittens and the Bird from Hell!

The Beautiful Hedges Creek - with chairs. Taken when I first moved there after the end of a relationship. I figured where else but the wetlands to retreat and get one's head back together?

This is Mmaa Preggers. (Mmaa - is Botswanian for Madame or Miss) The stray/feral unwed mother who eventually dumped 6 kittens on Simpkin (my cat and significant other) on me and went on to greener pastures or sadly the great catnip patch in the sky.  I am known far and wide as a sucker when it comes to animals.  They see this tattooed to my forehead I believe.  Simpkin didn't chase her off since he didn't wanna hit a pregnant girl and I'll feed anything - human or animal that asks.  And boy did she ask. She literally hollered at us all the time.  And we couldn't turn down a girl 'in the family way' all on her own in the world, but we did later live to regret our being big softies.  Not only did Mmaa Preggers meow a lot, but we had a cat bird that used to look in our door and squawk at us until we went to see him standing on the grill  (6 feet from the door) making a scene (this was pre-kittens).  He literally got us up out of bed one morning with all the fussing.  Then spent the next month screaming at us all the time. It was weird!  My mother asked if perhaps this was someone I knew in another life time who had a beef with me.

This is the brazen little monster that came into my life and spent a month yelling at me and Simpkin, even when we were in the house!  Need I mention I had moved into this place in April and HE showed up in mid June!  I WAS THERE FIRST!!!  Our first experience with him was when Simpkin and I awoke to lots of noise (HIM) and we went into the living room (door isn't visible from bedroom) to see this guy standing on the grill (it faced the screen door which lead into our place) looking in through th e screen door and screaming his damn fool head off!  Was he calling us out? Because if that is the case he must have been drinking the "10 foot tall and bullet proof" whiskey!  Simpkin, by this time was 16 years old, and no longer hunting. Mmaa Preggers was too pregnant to hunt and had conned us into feeding her so we had no idea WHY he was screaming at us when he couldn't even see us inside the morning this odd relationship started!  I always assumed it was a boy, but perhaps it was a female. 

And things just kept getting better with this guy!  He'd hop from different place to different place badgering us! And when we were inside he'd holler at us in there.  Being only 5ft away is pretty brazen no matter how you slice it!

 Standing on the steps by where I was sitting 5 feet from me.  I was NOT enjoying the after noon with his constant squawking at me and was forced to move inside and shut the door. Pest.  

 Here he has moved to the post by the door to scream at us.  I am only 5 feet from him.  He has made a serious pest of himself to the point where I wanted to throw something at him. I've never, ever entertained the idea of bringing harm to a small creature in my entire life, but he actually had me considering what I could throw at him!  I was on my LAST nerve!!  And, NO, I didn't actually ever throw anything at him, but I did think about it. I also called him some nasty names.

 A cold and rainy day on the wetlands! 

 My landlord's chairs that were useless as chairs but cool as art.

 Eying me up on my landlord's deck taking his picture.

 Simpkin lying on the bed after surfing porn on the web

 Or maybe this is the one after surfing porn.

 The kittens.  From Lt -Rt.  Fleur, FuzzButt, Prissy -in back, Whacket (short haired) and Pumpkin. Kagome was off somewhere else at the moment.  I couldn't touch any of them just yet.

 In this basket in the front is Whacket. the only short haired kitten of the bunch. She was a bitch and a half!  Thus "Whacket" since she was always trying to 'whack' you.  Mmaa Preggers didn't bring them around until after they were 6-8 weeks old and she was just starting to wean them. 

Simpkin was the most wonderful cat ever. He was more like a person than a cat. Far more intelligent than most people let alone most cats. The kittens, now the grown cats you see from the beginning are dumber than a box of rocks, but very very sweet when there's not suddenly sent into a panic.  Big, stupid and very fluffy.  

Simpkin passed away two years ago at the age of 18 from Kidney failure.  I still miss him daily.