A squatter on the doorstep

A cat has been squatting our doorstep since yesterday. He tries regularly to come into the house but it is out of the question. Initially, the cat was alone. Then, coming back from the prayer meeting, I found that it had given birth to three kittens in front of the door. I put the little family on a newspaper next to the door, but outside, with some milk for the mum.

In the morning I discovered a fourth kitten. Latter, I found that three out of the four kittens were dead 🙁 The remaining one seems healthy. We think we know who the cat belongs to, but there is no-one home. I hope they come back quickly. If we don’t find the masters over the weekend, I’ll have to take them to the nearest RSPCA center which is in St Brieuc, a rather long journey.

Driving through France

On Wednesday, we drove from Chambéry, my hometown, to Guingamp. There’s about 1000 km (620 miles). We did it in 12 hours, including breaks. I love French motorways. We drive through Central France and it is usually fairly quiet. The variety of sceneries is amazing. Going from St Etienne to Clermont-Ferrand, we could see snow. We then drove through to Bourges, Tours, Angers, Rennes. It was an uneventful journey. The kids behaved quite well considering the distance. We were glad to arrive back home though.