The Story of my babies: Part 2 ~ Tombs

  For those of you who have not already read the story of Riddick, you can view it here:

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About 5 weeks after I wisked the little Riddick away, the girlfriend showed up with the only other boy out of the 3 she had gotten. She explained that the little girl kitten had gotten into the bird cage and killed their pet bird. She took the poor little girl to a shelter, because she was upset. That really broke my heart! But she brought the little black and white boy to give him to my boss. I was instantly not happy with this situation, but decided to see how it went. She brought the remainder of the food she had bought with the kitten, so I at least knew there would be food for him. Almost like a re-run...this kitten was put in the back yard. I made sure the little guy was fed each morning that I showed up for work. I was supposed to be going out of town for a week at the beginning of July, and although I really wanted to swipe this new kitty too...I did not. When I came back from my vacation, I was very upset. There was no more food purchased and there was barely any remaining when I left. I spent my lunch break that day at the pet store again buying food for the new baby. He was so sweet and loving. I did not even get the chance to put the canned food on a dish when I opened it. He wanted it immediately. The can ended up on the ground and he was chowing down. It was a good thing that bought a few cans, because he was so hungry.

I was so upset at how the poor thing had been treated, I instantly called my husband and told him what was going on. His response was priceless..."I do not guess I could be mad at you if you bring him home".

SO, this time...without even one word to my boss...that is right - I DID NOT ASK OR TELL HIM that I was leaving with the baby. I just took him! And it felt so good. Can you guess how long it took anyone to ask me if I had seen the little guy??? It took about 4 days before the girlfriend even asked. When she did...I told her I had not seen him around, but that he probably went off looking for someone that would feed him and take care of him. She did not comment on that. But my boss never asked. It was not long after all of this that I left that job.

It took a few days to get the brothers use to each other again, since they had been separated so early on, but they did very well. It gave Riddick something else to play with...other than my ankles! They became so close.

Always cuddling each other, and they were always cuddling with me. If I was laying down...they were laying all over me. They loved to sleep in the crook of my arm.

It was so precious. They are my drooling/slobbering babies that knead and purr when they cuddle with me still. They have to get ahold of the sheet or my shirt and pretend that they are still tiny babies and have to nurse. I still think that this is because they were weaned too early.

After a few days of pondering...I named the new boy Tombs (in keeping with my theme from "The Chronicles of Riddick") haha

It did not take long for the "runt" Riddick to outgrow Tombs. And it is sometimes hard to think that they are actually brothers!

Here are a few pictures from the "Tombs Abduction" time-frame.

I know that you all want to see the recent shots too, so after I am able to get Kyra's story posted, I will do that. If you are impatient, there are shots of all of them in my images. :-) Have a wonderful day.