Free food for pregnant female

“I’ve been on calenders but I’ve never been on time”
-Marilyn Monroe
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Songs of the moment:
So Simple-Alicia Keys
Seribu Bintang-Alleycats
Electric Relaxation-A Tribe Called Quest
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Sometimes, we place Toffee’s cage out of the kitchen. Most of the time it is in. This happens usually during the day. After my 4pm lunch today, when I was washing my plate at the outdoor sink behind the kitchen, I saw a pregnant cat, scratching and sniffing at the base of Toffee’s huge fck off cage. I called my sisters A, 12, & Z, 11, who were subjected to doing school work and work books in the kitchen, to come and have a look while making sure we don’t chase this cat away. I had no doubt she was pregnant. There are no pubs near my house, thus this cat was carrying and hungry, and not with a drinking problem. I told the girls to take Toffee’s bowl from the mezzanine floor of Palace Toffee and put it next to the cage. The female cat finished it all.
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Throughout, she was looking at the opposite direction because about 20 feet away, or for you die hard metric folk-6 metres, Toffee was sleeping at one of his usual spots. Under the garden table. I suspected that in pussy world, the male would not be too happy seeing some female who got knocked up, assuming not by him, eating his food. After every few swallows, she would turn back to see if my stud had woken up. It was obvious she was not afraid of us. I was walking around being Adam King. See pics below.
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Later when I went upstairs, apparently the cat hung around after the bowl was empty, and Toffee got up and was upset and started hissing and making noise. I’m no Carrie Bradshaw, but neither was horny and I begin to wonder why is this hoe still around when the host is not happy. In the 2nd or 3rd trimester of the human pregnancy, the carrier gets relatively horny. Hormonal stuff. I asked this female cat, whats going on? Is it that time of your preganancy? You seem like you either want some attention or wanna get some?
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Then I asked her for her pregnancy card. You know the kind one has to track the progress and all the medication and shots throughout the 9 months. She just looked at me. I’m not expecting much. But if I provide you some food, at least answer me.
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The sisters brought Toffee in and hold him down. Playa was ready to bust a cap but my sisters broke his flow. So they place him in the dining room, which has a door that opens to the outside table he was previously sleeping under. The female cat lingers around and eventually sees the closed glass door, with Toffee looking at her via the closed door, all pissed.
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Now, when you go downstairs in my house, you can make a left or right and eventually reach the kitchen. Meaning, I’m its one big round. I’m no architecture student, but if that simple explanation does not make sense to you, then msg me privately and ask for clarification. I’m asking you politely, do not leave a comment. I don’t want to give the impression to others that this blog has stupid readers.
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From the dining room to the kitchen, there is a door. After placing Toffee in the dining room, we closed that door. After some subtle provocation from the female cat, Toffee jogs the long way around the inside of the house since the shorter way was blocked by the door, and goes for the kitchen door to go outside, and who knows what. We heard him coming. He has a small bell around his neck. It’s trendy for him. You know, like men wearing pink with gelled eye brows.
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A, Toffee’s primary care taker, takes him into her lap and say “You’re a smart boy.” She said that like 8 times. By the quick movements of his tail, it was clear that he was unhappy.
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Later, I told the girls, and A as personal representative of Toffee, replied in an ok manner, but annoyed me…

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This cat is going to want to come back again.

Yea, I know.

And she is going to want food.

Yea, I know.

Toffee is going to get upset.

Yea, I know.

It’s just a cat thing. Territorial.

Yea, I know.

It is sooo amazing that you know so much. I am glad that you are my sister. I could go on and on, only to find out that you know so much.

Yea.

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A little annoyed with what I said, she then tries to tickle me by poking my torso all over. Mid 18th Century method of tickling = poke all over with both hands. I did the same back to her and won due to my long hands. It is a rather annoying thing to be done to me considering that I am ticklish. In return, to annoy me, she takes the yellow cup on the kitchen island which she knows I filled up to bring it up to my room, and drinks as much as she can while looking at me, with a huge smile on her face.
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It is obvious that she has learned alot from the best.
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I love my sisters.