Cats who teach me to fly…

Three days ago, when I was doing survey at Hougang, I found a few cats – one limping, one pregnant and two to three other stray cats. I carry cat food around with me wherever I go, just in case. I fed them. The limping and pregnant cats were very hungry. I went to my vehicle and brought more food. I felt so sad and helpless looking at the strays.

After feeding them, I walked further down the road and found two to three more stray cats. I had no cat food left with me and I went to the nearest provisional shop to get another two small tins of canned food since they did not have a big one. On my way back buying the food, I saw a ginger cat walking past. He had a wounded neck as it was fresh pink in colour. I didn’t stop to feed him as I didn’t feel that he needed attention. So I skipped him and went back to feed the rest.

After I left the place, I felt so bad that I was unable to help the cats. Therefore, I called Lady J whom Mel and I adopted Cashie and Monnie from. She is a volunteer from Cats Welfare Society. I thought that perhaps she was able to do something about it.

I felt rather stressed after telling her because she was kind of implying that I should be taking care of them. In fact, I was acting out of goodwill to see if someone can help the cats. I was merely trying my luck.

I have no experience of how or what I should do in order to help the strays. So I asked questions like what was she going to do with the wounded ginger cat and pregnant cat. She advised me to bring the ginger to the vet if he is seriously wounded and to foster the pregnant cat.

She couldn’t find the ginger cat on that evening and she sounded like it was my fault for not taking care of the cat and letting him go. I felt kind of pressured so I went down the next day to look for the ginger as well as to feed them. I didn’t see the limping cat but I was glad that the pregnant cat was around. She was hungry again. She looked terribly hungry to me and my heart ached. I didn’t like it when I didn’t see the limping cat.

I went around to find the wounded ginger cat and wanted to see if he was ok and needed attention. However, I couldn’t find him. I made three rounds but still couldn’t find him. On my final round, I went to look for the limping cat, hopefully that I can feed him but still he didn’t turn up. Lady J also went to look for ginger but to no avail.

Today I went again, wanting to feed the pregnant cat. This time, the limping cat was around and I was happy to feed him. I also saw ginger. His wound was recovering but he didn’t want the food I offered him. So I left him alone under the vehicle.

I didn’t tell lady J about it as I didn’t want myself to get into unnecessary trouble. Lady J texted me in the evening and told me she found ginger and he was ok. I asked her what they would do with the pregnant cat. She told me have to find someone to foster it or to sterilise the mommy and abort the kittens. When I heard about the abortion I was completely annoyed and pissed off. The last text I replied her was “sorry, I have no one who can help to foster”.

I have learnt not to ask her for help. There is nothing I can do to the pregnant cat but to say a prayer for her and to feed her every day till she gives birth and hopefully, she knows when I come to feed her. When her kittens are all grown up, I will feed them everyday and I will bring the mommy for sterilisation and when the kittens grow older, I will take them one by one for sterilisation too.

This is all I can do. I want the pregnant cat to be safe from now…