Oh knoes, I have the kittens
Who else goes on a crazy Golden Week bender to Tokyo only to stumble back to the hostel with their BDSM-crazed roommate and realise the bathtub is full of KITTENS?
Let me expand on that.
Went to Tokyo for Golden Week. Had BBQ on the riverbank with a bunch of gaijin. Found box of abandoned kittens in such bad shape they couldn't see, eat, or move. They looked like someone had superglued their eyes shut. Spent the next few hours cleaning and feeding said kittens. Called around shelters, all being closed for Golden Week. Idiot me finally caves and volunteers to take responsibility. Smuggle kittens into hostel and stash all seven in the bathtub. Hit up the 7-11 for catfood, kitty litter, q-tips and drinks. Return to room at 4am in a slightly less coherent state and share joint disbelief with bondage roommate when we both notice the bathtub full of kittens and remember what happened.
The next few days involved a lot of sneaky shinanigans, cleaning, feeding and cuddling, then hurredly stashing them into an eski bag to hide them from the cleaning staff during the afternoons. By the end of the weekend 3 had been adopted by other gaijin, leaving me to cart the remaining 4 back to Kyoto. The responses generally range from 'You're an angel on earth' to 'Man, you are one stupid b*%$#'.
Seriously, I don't have the energy to make this all wordy. Lookit Liz's much prettier journal for photos:
http://fortunate-smile.livejournal.com/3160.html
Let me expand on that.
Went to Tokyo for Golden Week. Had BBQ on the riverbank with a bunch of gaijin. Found box of abandoned kittens in such bad shape they couldn't see, eat, or move. They looked like someone had superglued their eyes shut. Spent the next few hours cleaning and feeding said kittens. Called around shelters, all being closed for Golden Week. Idiot me finally caves and volunteers to take responsibility. Smuggle kittens into hostel and stash all seven in the bathtub. Hit up the 7-11 for catfood, kitty litter, q-tips and drinks. Return to room at 4am in a slightly less coherent state and share joint disbelief with bondage roommate when we both notice the bathtub full of kittens and remember what happened.
The next few days involved a lot of sneaky shinanigans, cleaning, feeding and cuddling, then hurredly stashing them into an eski bag to hide them from the cleaning staff during the afternoons. By the end of the weekend 3 had been adopted by other gaijin, leaving me to cart the remaining 4 back to Kyoto. The responses generally range from 'You're an angel on earth' to 'Man, you are one stupid b*%$#'.
Seriously, I don't have the energy to make this all wordy. Lookit Liz's much prettier journal for photos:
http://fortunate-smile.livejournal.com/3160.html