I've often wondered where our community cats (like Ginger and Rosie) run to whenever it rains. They will disappear...and then reemerge after the rain, totally and absolutely dry, without a single raindrop on their fur.
It never fails to amaze me. They are gone even before it rains. They'd never ever be caught wet in the rain....
An hour ago, there was a thunderstorm in Subang Jaya.
Ginger and Rosie had completely disappeared from the patio...
They were here all afternoon, but they are gone now.
Where could they be? In some drain, somewhere?
I prayed for their safety. If the rain is too heavy, I prayed no cat will be swept away by the gushing rain waters in the drains.
Suddenly, there was some movement under my car....
Hey! Ha ha...guess the family has a new rain shelter now, and I'm glad.
There was Rosie, Ginger and even their mum, Daffodil!
I didn't go out to look as Daffodil looked frightened. It must be her first time hiding under my car. Her children must have convinced her it's safe here, but she, being cautious, will not take any risks.
In fact, Daffodil is SO smart and cautious, I could not even get her into the carrier after two tries. She's certainly smarter than the Quack! I had wanted to dress her wound, but I couldn't catch her! She would be just 10cm from me, but there's no way I could catch her.
Back to the rain shelters now...where are the rain shelters of my inside brood?
For Bunny, this is his rain station. It's the cul-de-sac in the room.
Pole is under the covers.
The rest are under the bench.
Pole emerges first, as the rain subsides.
Cow comes out from behind the door.
Cleo would rather play it safe.
Tiger, though not alpha, is brave. He comes out.
Me drinks blood and eats ze liver...me iz not afraid of ze rain.
Move over, Cow & Bunny, Indy is the NEW boss of the clan now.
I'm not the boss anymore?