And We Have Fur Babies

Cupcake has been looking decidedly barrel-like

these past few weeks. Yesterday lunchtime

she refused her treats & disappeared mid afternoon,

not returning for her dinner.

That's when we knew she'd gone off

to somewhere 'safe' to have her kittens.

I was awake & up at 'seriously silly o'clock'

this morning (2.50 am) & Cupcake still hadn't

touched last night's dried food. 

She suddenly appeared just after 8 am, 

obviously hungry and with a somewhat

bedraggled tail & rear end.

She ate some of the bowl of dried food & then

stopped, as if she'd realised that she

doesn't have dried food for breakfast.

So I opened a pouch of Salmon & Trout Kitekat,

which she scoffed down in no time.

Then she proceeded to set about cleaning herself up

before beginning her morning terrorisation

of the lizards & geckos. 

Hubby & I were, of course, concerned

for the welfare of the kittens, but

with almost an acre of ground, plus

the fact that Cupcake quite often roams

the whole mountain, we really didn't 

know where to look. Cupcake seemed

in no particular rush to go back to them.

But by lunchtime she'd disappeared again - it was

almost as if she'd waited until we weren't 

looking to go back to her nursery.

During lunch hubby suggested that she

might have gone down to the ruin just below 

Il Sogno, so off he went, armed with my

camera in case he did come across

Cupcake & her litter.

When he returned, with a bemused smile

on his face, I knew he'd found them.

No, they weren't in the ruin, they were

 under the wheelbarrow at the side of our garden shed.

And here they are.....

Cupcake, plus 4