This story starts out sadly.
When we returned from America, we were looking forward to seeing Ollie and Mimi. But only ancient Mr.B on the roof was there to greet us.
We assumed the others were out and about in the medina and would reappear in a day or two- if only for food.
Cats travel from rooftop to roof top - which is how Mimi arrived in the first place. They go hang out at other people's houses......they usually come back sooner or later.
We kept the kitty litter - unlovely as it was - on the stairs. We waited.
We asked questions to which there were no answers.
Every time I passed the wretched kitty litter, I felt miserable.
Mr.B isn't allowed in the house.
I said to Robert, "Do you think if we got rid of the kitty-litter, Mimi and Ollie would come back?"
On Friday, I put the kitty litter tray, and the big plastic tray it rested on, in the derb. They soon vanished and the (clean) kitty litter sat in a pile in the street.
The stairs looked better.........
I met Ismail on the street and said I still hadn't seen Ollie and Mimi.
On Saturday morning, very early, I heard cat noises in the derb and there, right out side our door was........
a basket containing a mama-cat and three kittens............
I haven't the least idea where they came from.
Most people here would probably say "From God".
I called Robert downstairs and he said, "Do what you want. I'm sure you will anyway...."
And proceeded to play with them.
So the cats came in. A bit later I put them out again, but children in the derb were playing with them.........not to mention the mopeds......
The mama-cat looks watchful, making sure everyone is behaving themselves.
Which, being kittens, they are not - merely exploring and wandering about....
and sneaking up on things.........
We have not given them names.......we do not want to get too attached.....we are foster parents only this time.
If anyone would like to adopt these little lovelies.........