It was our first day in Islamabad and someone mentioned that three kittens needed a home. The kittens were about three weeks old and we agreed to take them in. Seeing our enthusiasm that someone then gently told us that the kittens were not Persian, Siamese or Burmese. For us, the sound of kittens was enough!
|The cutest foursome: General, Mohtarma, Motu and Chutku|
General, Mohtarma, Motu and Chutku were perfect stress busters at a time when things were hot politically (BB's assassination, emergency, elections) and we were also trying to cope with a personal tragedy.
|Motu's fitness mantra: yoga|
|Kitu, Mohtarma's daughter|
|A hard day's night!|
|Cocoa, our special needs cat|
|Tiger, our newest|