Category Archives: My cats

One Week

First picture of you

You came into my life with a bang. It was New Year’s Eve, just hours away from 2014. I was running late, on my way out, and the fireworks had already started. You ran into the driveway and hid under the car. You had a gash on your left flank. You were too scared to come out, so I took one of my carriers and left it out for you. I left a bowl of water and some kibble inside and left.

The following morning you were still there. You let me tend to your wound. No coaxing, no questions asked. You acted as if we had known each other for a long time and it was normal for me to clean you. You knew that you had found your human, didn’t you?

I already had 4 cats at that time. I had my two sets of tabbies and inky black fur kids: boy tabby, black girl, black boy, girl tabby. So even, symetrical, orderly. I didn’t want a fifth and a white one at that. You were so scrawny and generic looking; I called you gato—a cat in Spanish—because I wanted you to stay anonymous and separate from me and my clowder.

But life never turns out exactly the way we plan it sometimes. You stayed, the neighbors started feeding you too, and they started to call you siopao (a pork bun) because you began to get, well, fluffy. I resisted and insisted that you remain just another gato.

But you were hard to ignore. You would run and hop like a bunny every single time I would return home. It didn’t matter if it was at 1 in the afternoon or at 3AM. You were always there to meet me at the gate and walk me to my door. For a street cat you were well mannered and patient. You never had a hissy fit and you were incredibly light and full of joy. I would play with you in the afternoon and you would leave me “presents,” beautifully arranged remains of your prey, at night. It was funny that you would leave a bloody mess in the area in front of that cranky, old lady’s apartment and then offer spotlessly clean gifts on my doormat.

The first time I had to take you into the house was during one of the biggest storms that hit the country, Yolanda. Again, you didn’t complain. I locked you in the downstairs bathroom with some food and water and a makeshift bed. The other cats were already familiar with your scent since you were always hanging out by the window. Slowly but surely you were becoming part of our family. You were now Gato.

And then I decided to move. I was left with the dilemma of leaving you behind or to take you with us knowing that that I would be exposing you to 4 FeLV+ cats. But, it was an easy decision to make, actually. By then I could not bear to part with you, my Gatito. Maybe it was a selfish move on my part, but I could not abandon you.

So the generic gato became El Señor Don Gato, the Condo Cat.

There are so many pictures to share, so many stories to tell, but they will never be enough to describe how beautiful a soul you were. Muchísimas gracias for picking me to be your human. I must have done something good to deserve such a loving and giving fur child. You’ve sat with me through migraine and vertigo attacks, bouts of chronic fatigue, and dark days. I never knew that a tiny creature could do so much and leave such a huge void in my heart. Thank you for the endless purrs, Gato. I wish I could have given you more in return.

Buenas noches, dulces sueños, mi alma. Tu viaje ha terminado. Cierra los ojos y descansa en paz, mi Gatito. Adiós por ahora, amor mío. Cuanto te quiero.



El Señor Don Gato (31 December 2013 – 29 March 2017)

Last picture of us

 

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El Señor Don Gato

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He's baaaack!!

No distortions for today. This will be the bare-faced, no-make-up-look version of my cat portraits. 😉 I am just happy to see this face again.

I picked up el Señor Don Gato late this afternoon. He was still groggy (they had to run additional tests this morning), but recovering well. His bad tooth was out, his blood profile good, the x-rays were all clear, and the swelling in his leg had gone down. As suspected, he had a puncture wound that was infected. You don’t need the CSI to know what happened there. 😝 When we got home, he meowed like crazy and wanted to be let out of his carrier, but I couldn’t do it because he was still wobbly. The other four were scared of this strange cat and hid in the bathroom. He was like Frankenstein’s monster, reeking of  unknown substances and wailing like a tormented madman.

I let him out after a while. His limp was gone and his confidence was back. He inspected the apartment like a perfectionist boss who just came from a long break. Is my favorite toy still intact? Is the water bowl full? He looked at every nook and cranny. He approached the others one by one. He hissed. No reaction. It was as if he was drunk and felt no fear. Even Astroboy was puzzled. Who is this creature. *hisssssss*

After about an hour or two, he finally settled down in the basket where I dump store my shoes. He always did have a shoe fettish. 😝

Welcome back home, Gato! 😘

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The Shoe Addict

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Day 3: The Basket Case

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The Basket Case

Unfortunately, Astroboy is a bit of a nut. He over grooms himself, he picks on El Señor Don Gato, and he climbs windows, cupboards, and shelves like a deranged monkey. But he’s my nut. He’s the sweetest, most sensitive cat I know. He will sit on my lap when a wave of anxiety is about to wash over me. He never lashes out at me when he’s annoyed. He lets me bathe him and administer his medication without a fight. He can be a handful and he’s always full of surprises. Life is never dull around this basket case. 🙂

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Wednesday the Ripper

As promised, here’s my distorted cat portrait of the day. Wednesday still looks sweet here, but there’s a glint of madness behind those eyes. Haha. She is the Ripper. Give her paper, cardboard, even cloth and she will shred it in an instant. She remains gentle and Zen-like the rest of the day, though. This is the Yin to her Yang, I suppose. 😝

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Wednesday the Ripper

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Distorted Cat Portraits

I woke up with a start yesterday morning. It was 3AM and I was having an anxiety attack. I couldn’t go back to bed so I fed the cats, cleaned the litter box, and wrote and drew in my journal. I fell asleep from exhaustion at around 7.

It happened again this morning, this time at 4AM. I did the same thing, but could not go back to sleep. So I tinkered with my phone, played with PicsArt and came up with this:

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The Cat from Manila

This reminded me of El Greco’s “Caballero con la mano en el pecho” (or something like that!).

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El Gato y El Caballero

Twister doesn’t mind wearing a doily collar! Hah! How macho is he! 😝

So I guess I’ll be doing more of these portraits. I should do a 30-day distorted cat portrait project! That would definitely stop me from being a lapse blogger. Haha.

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Meowy Christmas

For the first time in a long time, I finally want to decorate my house for the Christmas season. I want a big, fat tree, but I’ve seen too many YouTube videos of cats taking down Christmas trees so I’m a little apprehensive about getting one.

Look at this. See what I mean? It’s adorable and all, but it can be dangerous for my fur kids, not too mention tiring for me. I don’t want to clean up all day! Well, I already do that, but let’s not add tassels, broken ornaments, and plastic leaves to the list. :mrgreen:

So I decided to make one. I’ve been going on a sewing binge this weekend (I made curtains, a throw, and 2 cushion covers), so I made a prototype of my tree last night. I didn’t have enough felt, so the tree is only 14″ tall. I’ll have to get more fabric this month so in can make a 4 feet tall plush tree!

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Have a catty Christmas!

Last week a friend gave me a set of mobile phone ornaments, so I used them as decor for my tree. I think they’re purrrfect!

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It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

I added a topper this morning, a finger puppet from another friend.

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Meowy Christmas!

I’ve been having fun making different things last weekend. The stress has been getting to me, so I needed to regroup and get creative again. Hearing the steady sound of the seeing machine was comforting and relaxing. This is going to be a long week, so I’m glad I was able to disconnect and work with my hands again.

Yeah, I think this is just the beginning of my Christmas decor project. I’m having too much fun so why stop with just a tree? :mrgreen:

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Lucky Cat Lady

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One of these things is not like the others...

Most of my friends immediately think of me when they see cats, be it real ones walking down the street or feline videos on YouTube. A number can’t help themselves and buy cat things for me. I love unexpected gifts! Yes, I have incredibly thoughtful friends and I am grateful. I am one lucky cat lady. :mrgreen:

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Black Cats Appreciation Day 2014

Every single day is Black Cat Appreciation Day at home, but today, August 17th, is the official one. So, Happy Black Cat Day! Hope more people would adopt, give homes, and love these beautiful creatures.

Celebrate this day with me and my 2 black fur babies, Astroboy and Wednesday! 🙂

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My Astroboy

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Astroboy tested positive for FeLV or Feline leukemia virus, a retrovirus that supressess the immune system, much like HIV/AIDS in humans. There is no cure, but I am hoping that with a lot of love and care, Astro can beat the odds and live a long, full, and happy life. If there’s one cat who can do it, it will be him. I named him after a cool super hero for a reason, right?

That being said, we still both need a lot of healing light and hugs. Please send some our way.

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Typhoon Glenda Ramassun

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It was eerily silent earlier. They said Typhoon Glenda Ramassun was going to hit Metro Manila early evening. Signal number 3 was hoisted over the metropolis at around midnight. The wind started to pick up around that time then it started to pour at 12:30.

Three of my four fur kids are fast asleep. Ella is keeping my tummy warm. The only one wide awake (aside from me) is my “first born”, Twister, who is standing guard by the fridge. I don’t think the wind will blow that away, sweetie! 😉

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I decided to house the two stray cats my neighbors and I have been feeding. They said this storm will be a big one, so I didn’t want to risk them getting maimed by flying debris or getting sick out there in the rain. Gato (a.k.a. Siopao) and Rorschach (a.k.a. Hitler) don’t like lodgings I’ve provided for them (my downstairs bathroom); I can hear them complain once in a while. I guess it’s too cramped compared to our driveway, but better to have them in a controlled environment than out there. They will get over it. Hope other stray kitties have found shelter as well.

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And I hope the storm passes soon. This is going to be a long night.

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