Tweet Nilla is one of my five cats. She just had kittens about three weeks ago. They were beautiful little white and yellow critters and they opened their eyes about a week or so ago.
They slept in a box on the back porch and the other four cats and the other neighborhood cats got along with them great. But last night, a new cat, one that I had never seen, showed up.
Unfortunately, I didn't see this cat until after he'd climbed into the box and attacked and killed the kittens. As I opened the door to the back porch, he took off. He, too, was a beautiful cat -- white with yellow spots and a yellow tail. He might have been the father. Who knows?
I had grown attached to the kittens and was so happy for Nilla, their mother. As some of you may recall from an earlier posting -- Nilla lost her mom, to kidney failure, when she was still a kitten.
Nilla is still in shock -- she paces a lot and hardly touches her food. The other four cats seem to understand - they have stayed close to her today.