slosh down the pepper!

Day 1 - 5 Oct 2012, Friday 7.30pm

I was excited. He is my first. All I kept thinking was how fluffy and cute he was. Big ears with long overgrown tufts of hair extending beyond the inner sections of the ear, medium-length hair all over-especially heavy on the front chest, black nose and a clownish smile on his face. Perhaps "Charlie Chaplin" might be more apt, but we went with "Hee!tler", playing a pun on his name as this little fellow greeted us with a very loud hiss (sounds like heee!) the first time we spotted him in a drain hole.

The whole affair was swift. The Dad picked up the boy, plonked him into the basket already seated in the boot. Next minute, he was driven a good 20m and quickly transferred onto Tempest's car, lodged in the leg room area of the front seat. I had my foot on the basket; this little fellow was very much upset and kept meowing and yowling away, and a couple of times knocking against the lid, threatening to break his way through. The usual 20 minute ride felt like an hour; I was as nervous as he was.

Once in the carpark, Tempest took over, tightened the rope against the basket and took it in his hands. It was probably no more than 5 minutes when he was transferred to his new home - the blue bathroom. It only took a bit of mini fish-shaped cookies  to calm him down. Boy, we soon came to realize he was a greedy one. Once full and satisfied, he began his search of his big brother and little sister. Yowling and meowing in various tones and volume, he walked around the kitchen hoping to find familiar faces. The Dad came over a couple of hours later. He reverted to his playful ways and seemed contented. His happiness was short-lived. He needed to be locked up in the bathroom till we agree that he is capable of recognisng and using his litter box. So the yelling started, loud and clear and very long. We just hope that the neighbors don't complain.

Here is a picture of him before he was nabbed: