I have four children to date: the first set of twins are two-legged and the second set of twins are the four/fur-legged kind. The latter ones were rescued from a storm drain in UP during lockdown earlier this year when J had our daily walks there.
We were at the back of IC when we heard frantic meowing from down below. It was from a storm drain. There were several kittens but only one was brave enough to interact with us. However, our arms were too short to reach the kitties so we looked for a stick and then a sack where they can ride/latch on. The smart kitty knew that it was her only chance of survival so she clung for dear life on that sack. We cleaned her up and took her home. I think they haven’t been weaned yet but were old enough for solid food. We offered her kibbles and she pounced on it hungrily.
We named her Kimchi, the one with a black mark on her face.
However, we couldn’t rest easy and J wanted to take the other kittens home. We came back for them the next day but only one was meowing. The others must have died already. So we did the same rescue method and successfully extricated this last survivor and brought her home.
We called her Sushi. Kimchi was so happy to see her when we brought her home.
Life was never the same. Our small family became bigger and messier. But it was fun. They both fell really ill at some point; and because they came from the wild, they have parasites and viruses that they had to fight off. We almost lost Kimchi. Good thing I was already experienced in nursing sick pets, which I had done since I was a kid, so she pulled through. Plus the same vigil and care I devoted to my first set of (human) twins when they were in the ICU for a month after they were born helped me to be patient and strong, ergo, I was already trained to nurse the very sick.
A few months after, it was Sushi who fell really ill. Same nursing I did saved her from death by vomitting and diarrhea.
Hopefully, no more illnesses like that. I should have more time these days to bring them to the vet for their regular shots and deworming.
So now it’s just us. A single mom with four children. If this is a pattern in my life, I should just skip the acquisition of a dad and just go straight to the adoption of fur babies. Saves me the heartache.
Maybe when I have my own house or I am able to rent a bigger townhouse I would adopt a dog. But for now, I’m a cat lady. Most cat ladies I know stay single for a long, long time. Or forever.
Fine by me. 🐈🐈🐈🐈