Tuesday, March 14, 2017

24 hours with St Francis Kitty


Seems like nowadays I only post here when it's cat related. I still take pics, just lazy when it comes to writing words to go along with the pics.

From February 15 to March 1, my wife and I were on holidays in Manila (Tokyo between February 19-24) and this is what happened during the last 24 hours of our holidays before returning to Sydney.

On Tuesday, February 27, we had late dinner at the mall next to our place and on the walk home, we heard some meows. They were the meows of a tiny cat but they were very loud and numerous. It was dark so we didn't see anything right away but we looked and eventually saw a very tiny kitten. We figured it was looking for its mother. We waited from a distance to see if any mother cats would come to claim it (maybe it was looking for food) and we looked around to see if there were nearby cats that it might belong to. There are adult cats that hang around the building but it wasn't theirs. When we brought it close to them, some didn't care and some were even scared of it. We gave it some canned tuna and chicken and it ate them both. It may have been meowing because it was hungry. We're aware that a kitten this young should only drink lactose free milk but it was late and none of the 24hr stores had any.

This is the area where we found it.

Tiny kitty was very hungry.

The area where we spotted tiny kitty was next to a busy road and we didn't feel comfortable just leaving it until a mother cat or someone else came for it (tiny kitty is very adventurous and we were afraid that it would wander off to the road and get run over by a car) so we took it up to our place. We gave it a bath and a bit more food then we went to bed. We kept it in the bathroom and blocked the doorway with our luggage so it wouldn't be able to get out but we'd still be able to hear it if it wanted anything. We figured we'd get some rest and think about what to do with it in the morning. Of course, being a kitten, it meowed a lot. It meowed whenever it was hungry and whenever it wanted to go poopy (pet store was closed so we couldn't buy litter... it just pooped in one corner of the bathroom). So I didn't get much sleep. Also, I was very emotional because I love cats and I wanted to make sure this kitten gets taken care of but I'm aware that we only had a few hours left in Manila.

Welcome to our home.

Good morning! 

Tiny kitty getting some warmth.

A bit of adventuring on top of a stack of pillows and linen.

We spent most of the day walking around like emotionally exhausted zombies while getting supplies (like proper cat milk and a carry case among other things) and getting in touch with various people to see if they can take the kitten even if it's just temporarily. Huge thanks to my mother for spreading the word but it seems that people either don't like cats, can't have cats or already have a lot of cats. We also talked to some staff/security guards in and around our building to see if there's anyone who is in charge of the cats (some try to feed them out of pity but no one takes any ownership over them) and we asked pet store staff questions regarding what can be done when you find a stray cat (nothing that could be enacted before our flight that night). We also looked into animal welfare organisations and reached out to some cat cafes for any useful information. Seems like most places are at capacity so the most they could do is to help advertise the kitten for adoption.

(I also had to sort out an issue with replacing the mail box lock and coordinate with building staff about fixing our window. Those aren't cat related but they certainly didn't decrease my stress levels.)

Tiny kitty loves strings!

Loves them so much!

"I demand more play time!"

Getting some sunshine!

Time was running out and I was considering options like extending my trip as well as bringing the cat back to Sydney (we looked into it, it's a very difficult and costly process). During all this, I knew I could ask my aunt and uncle if they'd be willing to help. I tried other options first because they already do so much for us and it seems shitty to ask them to get involved because I felt like taking care of a stray kitten. But no time left so I asked them and they said they're willing to help.

My uncle (not biological but dad's best friend) picked us up to drive us to the airport and during the drive, we talked cats. He has 3 male cats and we're hoping this kitty is a male cat (we can't tell yet, either too young or we're stupid) so my uncle will just keep it. If it's a female cat, maybe we can still convince him to keep it and hopefully there won't be any issues once we get it desexed. We told him we're happy to pay for supplies and the desexing. He did a good job reassuring me and calming me down (I've been on panic mode since we took the kitten up to our place) and when we arrived at the airport, I felt sad about leaving the kitten but I felt hopeful.

Finally, some milk!

More adventuring.

I used a paper bag to bring tiny kitty up to our place and it likes to sleep inside it.

We don't have a name for it yet by the way. I figured whoever claims it should get the right to name it. But my mother has been calling it Francis because our building, street and general area is called St Francis. I'm hoping to return in a few months so I could pay tiny kitten a visit, maybe help with the desexing and whatever else.

Anyway, there's our story. I swear these cats will be the death of me. I can't resist the meows.

"Escape!!!" During one of tiny kitty's escape attempts, its hand got caught and couldn't get it out and it screamed incredibly loud!

There, there...

About to go to the airport. Not too long now before we say goodbye.

I wonder if it knows that we're leaving it. I'm so sorry we can't do more for you. If I move to the Philippines I would like to adopt you.

About a week since returning, I got in touch with my uncle and he said not to bother contacting anyone to get the cat adopted because he'll take good care of it. I'm soooo grateful to him for this. Now I'll get to see it whenever I go to Manila. Apparently it feels at home and has adjusted pretty well. And it has made friends with 2 of my uncle's cats. See below for some pics he sent me.




Lots more pics of tiny kitty here. Thanks for reading!