Tuesday, September 29, 2009

rescue operation

it was a week or so ago, and my roommate Aleya was sitting in our living room surfing the internet when she heard a kitten crying from somewhere around the environs of our building. three days of incessant crying and she couldn't handle it anymore. she identified the window where the noise was coming from, and we went on an adventure through the bowels of our building. in broken arabic, she tried to explain to our bowwab (doorman) that we were trying to find the source of the cries. finally understanding what she was getting at, he led us up a largely unused metal staircase to the fourth floor, where we found this little thing...


she has since taken up residence in our apartment, and has proven herself to be an irritatingly masterful climber. an adorable handful. and one of a million egyptian street cats, who are as common here as stray dogs in Belize.

4 comments:

Mom said...

Ah, there she is. You need to get some nail clippers. Works wonders. Has she a name?

Unknown said...

Awwwwww, how cute. She looks so cozy!

Jimnchar said...

OOOh a tri-color tabby! She is really cute! Yes, has she a name? Sis, Remember Soot?

Mom said...

Soot? I'm remembering a black cat who died in my bedroom. A street cat we rescued. The same? Maybe not.