But something happened a couple of days ago – we heard the meowing, loud and urgent, and it wasn't just coming from a phantom source: it was coming from inside a corner pillar by the front door! The rest of this story I'm going to cut and paste from my post(s) on Facebook:
There are kittens inside a wall in my house.
I'm not sure if they're trapped inside this pillar (which is wooden and hollow for some reason), but they SOUND like they are, and I hear scratching and meowing from within it.
Also, we often hear an adult cat on the roof of the house, which leads me to the conclusion that mummy cat found a hole in the roof that leads into the hollow pillar, and then brought her kittens to, or GAVE BIRTH IN, said pillar.
|A dismayed mummy cat on the roof. The hole leading |
into the pillar is close to that part of the house.
My concern now is that the kittens are stuck. Maybe now that they're bigger, mummy cat isn't able to climb up the wall and back out – not while holding a baby cat in her teeth, at least.
SO: first thing I want to do is for someone to get on the roof to verify that there's a way into this mystery pillar, but I think it should be someone lighter than I am.
SECONDLY: if the kittens ARE indeed trapped, how do we get them out? One way, I suppose, is to make a hole in the wall and get them out from the bottom. There's no way we can just LEAVE them there!!
Does anyone here have any thoughts? Any handy but careful, compassionate people who think they might be able to help get them out, hole-in-the-wall style?
Worst-case scenario, we'll have to call the fire brigade, but maybe it can be resolved less messily (and with less stress to the kittens) by having a handy carpenter-like person do the job in such a way that the hole in the wall can be resealed, a la a trapdoor. Any suggestions, ideas? Please do help. And check out the pics and vid for further understanding of this strange conundrum. Thanks, all.
|A curious Ashley checking out the pillar.|
As you can see, the video got quite a few views (288 as of time of writing this), and a few friends tried to offer advice:
|(Incidentally, I'd LOVE to own a stud finder...) :||
Quoth I on Facebook:
Okay. So the good news is, the kittens have been rescued from inside the hollow pillar! Many thanks to Kok Fei for coming to the rescue with his diamond saw to zzzzzzzing a little hole in the wall and fish out two little cuties; and to Nicole for coming by to help seal up the little hole where they entered the space. They seem scruffy and shaken (understandably) but none the worse for wear, all things considered. They were active and alert but also possibly at the age where they still needed their mama, so we put them in a little crate and left them in a safe place so that mummy cat can come find them.
|OMG!! The cuteness!!|
|Welcome to the hole-in-the-wall gang!|
Anyway, one sole kitty remains, but mummy cat isn't in sight. So... I guess it's a waiting game now. Kitty is bright-eyed and active, plus she had a few drops of kitty milk that we left out for her, so I think she'll be fine. The question is whether she stays or leaves for her exciting life as a stray cat. Only time will tell... :/
|The kitty being an acrocat.|
By Friday night, my nerves were kinda frayed because the mummy cat was nowhere to be seen, and a part of me had begun to worry that she had forgotten she had two kitties, not just the one! And to make it even more difficult, apparently kittens of a certain age can't pee and poo by themselves! Argh!!! This was out of my experience; if anything this whole thing proved that, while I love animals and always will care about their welfare, I'm definitely a dog person!!!
The saga finally reached its conclusion when I awoke this morning (Saturday) to loud mewlings from the balcony, where I had placed little solo kitten (who I'd named Tabby; big mistake! Never give 'em names, or you'll get attached!)... I looked out the bedroom window just in time to see mummy cat leap from the floor onto the balcony wall, little Tabby in her teeth hanging by her scruff. And, as I breathed a sigh of relief, mummy cat bounded off into the night and has thus far not been seen again, even though I'm leaving water and food out on the balcony in the event that she'd like to return. Whew!
So that's the story of what I've coined the "Cat-a-Pillar" incident (cat-a-pillar.... caterpillar, get it?! Bwahahahaha!) It was a strange event, all right, but I'm glad we managed to play our all-important part in rescuing the kittens and allowing them to reunite with their mother. What happens to them now is up to nature and circumstance, but here's hoping they grow up big and strong and, ultimately, adopted.
|Thanks for sharing this, Papps! Facepalm.|