The kitten got his wings

Hi everyone. A few weeks ago, my brother saw a kitten on the corner sidewalk. He came running home fast because he said that it was REALLY a baby kitten and that I should go with him a take a look. Well, he was right, the kitten looked like it just came out of its mother. It was THAT small and THAT young. And to make it worse, when I picked up the kitten it was wet with urine. Looked like the person who left it there peed on it too. The poor thing was so cold, and it had been raining the past few days.

It was hard to give him milk and keep him warm. After 2 days, he passed away. I was hoping that he would survive and was thinking that when he got bigger I would look for someone to adopt him. The kitten was a white cat with black fur on its head.

Waffle

Last June I was visiting a client when my attention was caught by a little white thing that was moving very slowly by the sidewalk. I looked at the creature long and hard and saw that it was a tiny kitten. Its ears were still small and he was wobbling. I don't know how long I stood there looking at the poor thing but when I turned around there was a group of people staring at me as well. I was thinking, what to do, I just can't leave it there! But I was on my way inside and it was a food company so I wasn't allowed to bring the kitten in. I prayed that it would still be there when I got out. Well, it was, and of course I picked it up and brought him to the our office basement first because I still had a lot of meetings. I asked the attendant to keep an eye on him first. After what seemed like forever, I was able to pick him up again and we went straight to the vet. He didn't have teeth yet and looked like his eyes just opened. We fed him kitten milk and now he's getting bigger and had his first shots. His name is Waffle and the vet's office keeps on losing his file card because I didn't know what to name him when I first brought him there.

He tackles the bigger cats and is always running, always jumping on the other cats. He always makes us laugh with his antics.

Snickers

As I've written last January (time flies really fast), it has been depressing to write after I've lost so many of my cats. At that time, one of my cats Snickers was in and out of the hospital because of back problems. I'm not really sure when or how he fell but it did a lot of damage to his back. We moved to a bigger house last December, so he had a bigger space to move around in when he was released from the hospital. We did not allow him to go up and down the stairs as he had a tendency to fall and was always supervised. He lost the battle last April. He was an orange tabby and was very lovable. I remember him being first in line and giving a very pitiful meoow when I would open a can of tuna, his favorite! I miss him.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year to everyone!

As I lost so many of my kitties, it was depressing for me to write about them or about anything, really. Early last year, when I thought that we had gone through that horrible illness, FIP, another one of my babies succumbed to it. His name was Fudgy. I remember vividly the first time I saw him and took him home with me.

Last year also, the stray cat we fed brought her kittens to my door, one by one. There were four of them. I adopted all of them. Their names are Munchkin, Oatmeal, Kahlua and Creampuff. Before I got the chance to have the mother cat spayed, she got pregnant again. She had 5 kittens. We had them adopted out. One of them is not as friendly as the others. We call her Maki and she's staying with us. She's been spayed like the others but still aggressive with the other cats. So all in all, I now have 13 cats and 1 dog.

Raffles

I found Raffles in the middle of an intersection of a busy area in the city. She was terrified, and so was I, seeing her trying to cross. She was so small. I got her to give to a friend whose son was looking for a cat. But in the meantime, she stayed with us until she got bigger and her shots be completed. At first, we couldn't go near her, she would hiss and growl when she would see us. But after some time of trying to befriend her, she mellowed. I tried hard not to get attached to her because she would leave eventually.

Last September, 4 of my cats got sick with FIP. They passed away one right after the other. I could not bear to lose another one. Now, Raffles is a permanent part of our clan, she wiggled her way into our hearts and is there to stay.

Pumpkin has said goodbye

Pumpkin passed away last Oct. 28, 2006. We all thought she was going to make it. She was free from infection but her body was left too weak from her bout with the illness. I was feeling anxious the day before, the following day I brought her back to the clinic for a check up. I was really scared then because she was just lying down. She was quiet throughout the whole ride to the clinic. She was given amino acids and she had a needle attached to her arm for IV fluids. An hour later, she was gone. She passed away on my bed, my sister and I held her until she breathed her last. Later on that night I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about her lying on my bed and sleeping beside me. When she got back from the hospital she would sleep in my room at night. She would sometimes share my pillow and I would wake up with her head beside mine.