How the curiosity turns into panic into friendship…

Once upon a time…

When the moon was bright and sun was rising and flowers were blossoming and trees were blooming and the innocent animals were galloping in the virgin meadows and birds were chirping in the remembrance of the one and only Creator…

Hamza was born... The precious bundle of joy…

Soooooo tiny…

One can’t help but stare in adoration…

Soon it was time to return home and to introduce Hamza to the rest of the family.

On the other hand, Hamza immediately began assessing the situation: Who were these furballs?? Why are these part of family? Why do they miaow all the time and dont cry? How can they live without crying?

It was all very confusing for little Hamza. He decided to get some help from Grandma...

(Hamza getting some help from Grandma)

Meanwhile Billie and Chillie were very wary of this new stranger – what was this thing that did nothing but eat, sleep and lots of crying?! They could not help but investigate… Why does this little thing cry and not miaow? (How strange!)

Although he seems to be about the same size…

But… where is all the hair??

(Chillie wondering where is all his hair)

Billie wasn’t too impressed with Hamza… She is always more interested in getting her photos taken. She doesnt care if she has any screen beauty or not. She belongs to a remote village in Australia.