Mama's worries
The locals here either don’t show up at all or arrive ridiculously early. Well, 7 a.m. is early for me. My neighbour’s workers started digging and drilling before 7, and the noise woke me up. But what really made me jump out of bed was the kittens. I’d seen them slip out and wander into my neighbour’s yard around 4 a.m. The workers might accidentally hurt them without even realising it.
I brushed my teeth in record time, got dressed, and ran over to my neighbour’s side to ask if they’d seen the kittens. They said they’d only seen Ginger but would let me know if they found the little ones. That gave me a bit of relief.
Honestly, it feels like they’re my own babies. I’ve been fidgeting all day until I see them again. It rained heavily the whole morning. I kept Ginger inside while it poured, but before the rain stopped, she wanted to go look for her babies. Watching her on the cameras, running here and there, searching but returning with nothing — it made me so anxious. Then, sometime after 4 p.m., I saw Robyne following Ginger outside the yard. I rushed out, hoping Robyne would follow me back in. The other night I saw a pack of stray dogs chasing Ginger, and that’s what scares me most. If even one catches her, she won’t survive. She’s fast — she runs like a cheetah — but Cross and Robyne aren’t ready for that. They jump more than they run, and when they do run, they wiggle in the cutest way. But stray dogs won’t find that adorable. That’s why I want them to stay safely inside the yard.
“Let nature take its course,” Joker told me — my friend in Hong Kong. He said I shouldn’t worry too much about Ginger. She’s lucky to have found me, and the fact that we clicked is a bonus. If I had flown back to Hong Kong like I usually do in March, I would never have met her. Before she met me, she was eating rubbish and had no one to care for her. I hope I can follow Joker’s advice — relax, and let nature take its course.