Four Black Elves

One morning, mum and I saw my black maman relaxing in the garden alley. No one had seen her for several weeks. She’d disappeared after realising that mum wanted to trap her and take her to the vet to “neuter” her. My maman didn’t want to be neutered, especially since she’d just found a new boyfriend (as we later came to understand).

It was such delight to see her again! I started to run all around the garden like a crazy kitty, jumping over the flower beds, climbing the big maple tree and scaring our two blackbirds, just for a laugh. But I didn’t dare get too close to maman! If you remember, the last time I did, she asked me not to follow her in a . . . well . . . in a bit scary way. But just to see her again, to know that she was in the garden, was such a joy!

However, I was a bit worried about her. She had an enormous belly.

“Mum, look, my maman has eaten too many biscuits! Is she going to get sick?”

Mum laughed, but I saw that she too was worried.

“Freddy, her belly is full of little kitties,” she said. “Your sisters and brothers!”

I loved that!

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