Over the last couple of days, the house has been awash with the wails of a kitten. With a pure white coat, it looks cute but we'd deliberately kept our affections away as we did not want another pet to fetter the freedom of our movements. The surmise of ignoring it was that it would look for shelter elsewhere in the neighbourhood.
But it was not to be. The little one definitely has perseverance and today, the animal lover deep within me decided to wake up. Accordingly, food and milk were placed in front of the hapless animal. I must admit that it did run away while I was placing the makeshift tray, laden with food. Hope it has the food and becomes our loyal ally in tackling the problem of the mice that occasionally fetch up from the green wilderness around.
The modest kitchen garden that we've been able to get up has a variety of trees at the nurturing stages. The stock include a couple of mango trees, three stalks of drumstick, a banana tree, a tamarind tree and vegetable plants like the brinjal, lady's finger, green chilly and finally, two heads of pineapple. Over and above all these, there are a couple of pumpkin creepers that seem to be dominating the small space by its vigorous spread, all over.
Watering the garden forms one of my essential morning activities after my return from the walk - something akin to Don Corleone's style(?) in the Godfather! He dies of a massive heart attack tending his garden, to jog your memories!
The kitten has been moving around the garden and generally, rests in a cardboard box containing a few of the used spares of the Chevy, kept at the porch. Hope it gains sufficient health, goes for greener pastures but keeps our surroundings under its surveillance in the days to come.
Tailpiece.
Do I've a connect with the little one from its previous birth? I haven't been able to comprehend the change in my attitude towards it that seems to have come about all of a sudden!
But it was not to be. The little one definitely has perseverance and today, the animal lover deep within me decided to wake up. Accordingly, food and milk were placed in front of the hapless animal. I must admit that it did run away while I was placing the makeshift tray, laden with food. Hope it has the food and becomes our loyal ally in tackling the problem of the mice that occasionally fetch up from the green wilderness around.
The modest kitchen garden that we've been able to get up has a variety of trees at the nurturing stages. The stock include a couple of mango trees, three stalks of drumstick, a banana tree, a tamarind tree and vegetable plants like the brinjal, lady's finger, green chilly and finally, two heads of pineapple. Over and above all these, there are a couple of pumpkin creepers that seem to be dominating the small space by its vigorous spread, all over.
Watering the garden forms one of my essential morning activities after my return from the walk - something akin to Don Corleone's style(?) in the Godfather! He dies of a massive heart attack tending his garden, to jog your memories!
The kitten has been moving around the garden and generally, rests in a cardboard box containing a few of the used spares of the Chevy, kept at the porch. Hope it gains sufficient health, goes for greener pastures but keeps our surroundings under its surveillance in the days to come.
Tailpiece.
Do I've a connect with the little one from its previous birth? I haven't been able to comprehend the change in my attitude towards it that seems to have come about all of a sudden!
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