Yesterday walking to my office from a nearby shop I heard the distinctive mewling of a hungry kitten. In the bushes by a construction site were two tiny little white and grey kittens, who looked too young to be without their mother. The guard at the office next door came over and explained to me that his office had thrown them out to abandon them. They were the office's cat's kittens, but they office didn't want another cat. He asked if I would take them because they were hungry and would surely die. Another pedestrian came over, an anglophone man, who said he would take one if I took one. I wasn't sure that I could just take one without discussing it with Joshua, so I went back to the office and called him. Given how awful Tchoup is to have around (what with the trying to eat us and his overal bad temper), I was somewhat surprised when Josh said we could try it out. We both had the same concern - that Tchoup would eat the kitten or at least try to hurt it.
My officemate was also interested in the kittens, so we went back out to see them and bring them back. It was too late! The guard at the next office had decided he wanted the cats and had taken them. He insisted that he would feed and care for the kittens and that he wanted them. The first guard said he was certain this man was not capable of adopting the cats.
But in the end, no new cat for Tchoup.
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