ZAZA (the cat) had babies. I came home to five babies. I’m sort of glad I missed the birthing part. I hear cats eat their own placenta.
I think Zaza doesn’t know how to be a mother. When i come home, she comes over to me with expectant eyes, as if to say ‘i don’t know really know how this happened and what to do about it.’ Just yesterday, she was carrying her baby somewhere and then saw that she had milk in the bowl and dropped the baby in the milk and proceeded to drink. I think there is hope for her, though. And if not… she’s just a cat.