Cats who teach me to fly…

When he left, Citta was fully conscious, unlike what the vets had said that he was brain dead. Citta was aware of his surroundings. He was aware of me, Mel and all the cats, sound and movement. He didnt die of seizure….

Citta was a brave boy! He fought and fought, one battle after another, never giving up. I call him my Buddha Boy cos of his persistence to live. With such persistence, he will and can become a Buddha one day and I strongly believe he would cos I have never come across a cat or even a human being like him. 

How much I wish I can still hold him in my arms, to shower him with my love.

No matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t defeat nature. We couldn’t defeat karma. But we could give him our love, attention, dedicate merits to him etc… 

So what has my Buddha boy, Citta taught me? There will bound to be changes in my life… And it will always be for the better good.

Nothing stays permanent. Not miemi, not Citta, neither can I! 

We have arranged a private cremation for Citta. Mel has helped alot. So much so that by saying thank you to her is not enough. That is why when I dedicate merits every time, she would be the first person I call out.

I took lots of videos on Citta. The way he walked, the way he twisted his backside and the happy moments of him. His departure further shows me the reality of samsara. It hurts… despite the fact that I have fully understood emptiness. I still wish I could still wake up in the middle of the night to watch him, feed him, sleep beside him and take care of him… and right now, I have to get used to live with life without my beloved cats as they depart, just like Citta, again and again and again…

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Two of Citta’s siblings were adopted to a good home by a young couple. So little Citta’s sister is still with Citta. Her nickname is “siow chabo”.

We call her siow chabo because she keeps running and hopping around the house. She behaves hyperactively! Just like a crazy woman running everywhere and yet to nowhere!

Yes, she is very cute and we hope we can find her a home soon.

Citta is so much smaller. One third of her size I guess but Citta is picking up fast.

Citta had a major seizure that lasted for two days last month. I couldn’t imagine what he was going through. We sent him to Companion Vet during after office hours. The medicine did not help Citta  stop his seizure. After spending so much money on the blood test, the vet at Companion Vet advised us to put him to sleep. The vet said, it was unfair to keep Citta this way. It was 12 Oct that day. I just wonder why did the vet advise us after taking the blood test and not before. I guess majority of the animal clinics has turned into a profit making business. Island vet is no exceptional.

I have not given (I wish I could) Dr Celine from Companion Vet a tight slap yet, however, I will show her in one way or another when the time is right. 

The next day, Citta’s seizure continued and I am glad that TCM came to my mind. Immediately that afternoon we sent Citta to Dr Oh from Animal Ark. 

Citta had an acupuncture session and was given chinese medicine. After the acupuncture session, the seizure finally stopped and Citta was able to sleep for a while. However, his seizure returned when he was awake. 

I insisted on giving him TCM three times over the next few days and true indeed, after the third TCM, the seizure stopped. Mel and I were so happy.

Citta is not only able to walk but walking very fast.

Citta also has grown big. I can see from his face and his skull. 

Citta has not fully recovered yet. I will have to be patient for his recovery.

Besides Dr Celine from Companion vet, Dr Gino from Animal Infirmary also condemned Citta and so did Dr Tharm! I even challenged Dr Tharm’s prognosis on Citta. I guess believing merely in dead science can cause many to die.

I put all my heart to take care of Citta, just for one thing, that is his recovery.

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This is how I got his name. Citta was picked up from a disposal site along with his siblings – the same place where Kindle, Galaxy, Twinkle and Sparkle were…. 

It was two weeks ago, on a Sunday, whenI picked the kittens up. Citta was the weakest and smallest among all. I sent them to Star Vet for a general check up before I brought them home. The vet thought that Citta wasn’t looking good. Since all of them were barely two months old and weighed less than one kilogram, revolution was not suitable for them for their fleas and ticks.

They were dewormed and the nurses cleaned their ears. I bathed them. I could not completely wash away their fleas as I still can see many on them and I was even bitten by the fleas badly. 

Taking care of Citta was not easy. He was so weak that he had to fight every breathe to eat. My heart ached so much for him when both wet food and cooked fish were served right in front of him and yet he just couldn’t eat it like any other cats and kittens. He used both of his paws to hold on to the food, as if he was telling me not to take the food away. He was breathing heavily and  weakly but wanted to eat. At that moment, I wish someone could grant his wishes.

I didnt remove the plates. It took Citta quite a while to finally taste the food. How can I give up when he was fighting to eat?

On the fifth day after I brought them home, Citta had his first seizure… At that moment, I thought to myself, that was end of Citta….

After another cluster of seizures on the next day, Citta took more than 12 hours to recover. He finally woke up again. He ate a lot. I told myself, how can I ever give up when he hasn’t? I decided to fight the battle with him. I knew nothing can cure seizures so I fed him supplements that I take everyday. It contains herbs like pearl powder, ginseng, bee pollen etc….  At the same time I also sent him to the cat clinic. Antibiotic was prescribed. 

This is Citta and finally he got to sleep like a cat.

With the antibiotics and the supplement, Citta didn’t seem to have major seizure. However, he was still very weak.

Today, he slept more than usual and I was worried about him.  

I can see that Citta is fighting very hard to stay alive. I will walk with him till the end of time.

I hope Citta will grow strong soon.

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Galaxy, Twinkle and Sparkle were rescued from the dumping site on early July. They are the siblings of Kindle and Tabby. The three survive.

Galaxy, Twinkle and Sparkle are not afraid of human and other cats. They were at the adoption drive early this month and there were six adopters who were interested in them. We have actually selected a chinese couple, however, they refused to meshed up their bedroom windows and gate. The rest of the adopters live in condominiums. It’s hard to get them to mesh up especially the balcony so we had to skip them, however, there were these two young ladies who sound sincere during the adoption drive so we decided to give it a try. They rented a condo and have two balconies. Upon visiting theirs place, knowing that it is not suitable for our kittens, we decided to walk away. Unexpectedly, the ladies said they will make an invisible grilles on both balconies. My jaws were dropping upon hearing it. And they had the grilles done the next day.

Twinkle.

Galaxy.

Sparkle.

The ladies also decided to take in three instead of two kittens. So Galaxy, Twinkle and Sparkle are moving in this sat.

Mel added an agreement statement in the contract that if adopters breach the contact, the rescuers have the rights to take back the cats. We really have to protect ourselves in order to protect the cats….

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Joy is back home again. Joy escaped twice from her former adopter’s place and no preventive measures had been done to prevent Joy from climbing out of the windows. Mel and I have always try to work things out with the adopters, however, the adopters strongly refused to mesh up their windows. Joy could be a stray cat again if she keeps escaping…

Since the adopters did not want to mesh up their windows, I had to snatch Joy back.

I was not confident though. I just had to take each minute at a time. First, it was a condo, second, it was their property and third, they refused to hand Joy over.

There was a lot of what ifs. Before I pressed the door bell, the what if came into my mind. “Well, if they are not going to open the door, I would visit them again later at night etc till they open the door.”

They opened the door. That was good, I thought. I have not even opened my mouth to speak, their machine guns were already shooting. I told them I was not there to fight, quarrel and argue and the only solution is to meshed up their windows to ensure Joy’s safety and they were not even listening but kept shooting.

I saw Joy sleeping on the chair in the bedroom so I went to pet her head. I did not grab her straight. I left her alone to sleep and turned around and see if there was any chance of them meshing up the windows. Still the husband talked so much and the wife was yelling. And Joy walked towards me, rubbed against my leg and stand right beside my carrier. Oh man! Good opportunity I told myself. I grabbed Joy immediately and was about to put Joy into my carrier, the wife swing my carrier away. Fine! I thought to myself, still holding Joy tightly in my arms, I walked towards the door hurriedly. “Was the door locked? Am I able to open it?” A simple twist and yes it opened. Quickly I pulled the door behind me, there the wife quickly dashed over and pushed and punched me hard on my arm to stop me from getting out. My back faced her cos I was holding Joy and I didnt want anyone to have a chance to grab Joy back. At that moment I thought to myself, if I were to be pushed into the house again, I will never see Joy again. When I was about to scream for help, the husband told his wife to stop. It was not because the husband agreed to let me bring Joy home, it was because he saw his wife pushing so hard on me till there were two patches of blueblack on my arm. He was trying to protect his wife cos both were teachers…

And great! Goodbye I go. Their son stopped me and brought me the carrier that was swing away by her mother. He helped me placed Joy to the carrier cos he wants Joy to be safe. I told him Joy will be back when their windows are meshed up.

I walked back to my vehicle as fast as I can. Mel was waiting in the van. Hurriedly we moved off.

Along the way, neither anyone of us were happy. Yes, Mel was right. Nobody was a winner. I felt sad for Joy for she could not live in a place where she wants to be.

The family reported me to the police and complain to AVA and CWS. I knew there will be no case. After all, Joy was not microchipped and registered under their name, therefore, Joy is not their property.

I love all my cats and all community cats even more after this incident!

Joy!

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