Tera and her mummy, Specky, had always seen sticking together, roaming in and out of SJI. Both were skittish and never allowed us to touch. Specky changed her behaviour along the way after we took them in. She not only allowed us to touch and loved so much to be pet as well. Sadly, she died shortly and I felt I have not given her enough. However, I am glad that she had a place she called home with wet food served twice a day and kibbles all day round.
Tera hadn’t changed much. After the passing of Specky, she remained skittish and played only with Tom whom we guess, was her father. Tom passed on last November and few months later, Tera wasn’t feeling well. We were unable to feed Tera as she still struck us. However, I managed to catch and send her to the vet. Prognosis was bad. Not only her red blood count was low, her platelets were low too. Whenever cats with low platelets, we know it’s hard to cure. However, we always try…
Tera was a kitten then.
She had a pair of big round eyes and beautiful shinny coat even when she reached six years of age. Sometimes I would try to disturb her by going near her and she never once stopped hissing at me. I would laugh and walk away. Sometimes when she was sound asleep, I would attempt to pet her using only a few fingers because I knew she would strike and true indeed, within a few seconds she woke up and hissed at me. I laughed and moved away. Tera was like that and I was like that too:).
Even though she remained feral, I think she had a safe place with enough food to eat and water to drink. For this, I am already contented.
May the merits accumulated be dedicated to her favourable rebirth.
Cats who teach me to fly... 