My farm is truly blessed
© Kathy Ralph 2011
Pushka was delivered to me when he was barely able to feed by himself. He had been abandoned by
some uncaring human beings who had no conscience about abandoning a defenseless baby in the harsh
Australian bush. I named him Oscar after Oscar De La Hoya the boxing champion. Somewhere along the
line Oscar got changed to Pushka. Bunny my little dog mothered him. I lived in suburbia then and he grew
up on a small block of land that did however have lots of gardens for him to explore and grow up in.
Pushka
Bunny the mother
Pushka the Baby
Pushka loves a snooze with Bunny
Some of the photos I will show you of Pushka
may make you ask why I would include such
pictures. They are unusual in that they are
pictures not often captured of a cat doing what
a cat does. He hunts for food. But to me it is
reality and now he has grown up he does not
hunt much anymore. Even though Pushka was
raised in an environment where he was well
fed and locked in most nights he still seemed to
retain that hunting instinct.
