Cats who teach me to fly…

It has been two weeks since little Tabby and Twister gone to their new home. At first the adopters were complaining about them not being loving enough and would want to try them out for another week. I tried to talk to them by sharing with them my experience. They accepted them finally. I am really thankful to them. The family is not an unreasonable family. I can see that they love the kittens a lot. They just need to be educated. 

Little Tabby and Twister.

This was the picture that caught the adopter’s heart. They wanted to adopt Little Tabby only but I can’t separate the boys. I need them to be adopted in pairs. I am glad that they accepted Twister and love him dearly. This is the only photo that Twister looks adorable and neither Mel nor I can capture another one that looks equally adorable or cuter than this.

Little Tabby is much easier. He is all photogenic. No gimmicks! 

Twister Twister Twister! 

We will be paying them a visit soon. The adopter updated me on their well being regularly and I have nothing to worry about them. They bought a small scratch post for them today. 

Thinking back on the day I saw Dahlia, having failed to find her a good fosterer twice and ended up escaping herself under my air-con ledge. And risking a trapper’s life to rescue her from 19 floor. Giving me a bad name in Stomp and facebook. And giving birth to four kittens in the litter box filled with sand. And I had to quickly removed the kittens and cut away their umbilical cord, clean and wipe them with warm water. And making sure that all five including mummy were alive. 

Now two have gone to good home. Another two seems a little shaky to me despite having good health. Although they are three months old already, however, I felt that they may need another month to be more stable. 

I have no regrets in giving the kittens a chance to live. I have no regrets either for saving Lady’s kittens. All lives are precious to me… And I love them all.