Adopting the “less adoptable” ones


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We have two “less adoptable” cats too!


Indy aka Spider-Cat

Spotted by a friend when he was a tiny kitten and had fallen into the drain. I was supposed to only foster him as the friend was going for a holiday, but the first check-up at the vet’s revealed he had eye, Eustachian tube and very severe bladder infections and his chances of survival was very slim. The vet didn’t think he would make it. So I named him “Indy Jones”. Indy’s life hung by a thread for the first two weeks. 21 days of antibiotics cured him of all the infections. Indy was and still is a fighter, even when he was just a tiny baby. Indy was not rehomed because I was told Indy would probably have health issues all his life (and true enough, he had a few mysterious, scary illnesses which couldn’t even be diagnosed by several vets). He’s been with us ever since and Indy continues to colour our life beautifully with his Spider-Cat and The Brotherhood of Indies adventures!


Heidi, the grandmother-cat

Heidi was found sitting at the culvert waiting for me one morning last year. Before that, we’ve never seen her before. We thought she was a kitten due to her small size. She made herself right at home but on that first day, I noticed she had a pain in her abdomen. Brought her to vet and the vet said she is actually an old cat, at least 7-8 years and has barely any teeth left. It looked like neglect. She also had a hernia (the pain in the abdomen). I was told to wait for 2 weeks before doing anything, including spaying. After two weeks, there was no more pain in the abdomen (at least she did not wince or object anymore when being carried) and she had not come on heat. So the vet suspects she had already been spayed and suggested that nothing more needs to be done for Heidi. “Leave well enough alone, don’t tamper too much or unnecessarily” – which I deem is good advice. Heidi lives in the house nowadays, with occasional trips to the playground to watch the birds or the children playing. Every morning, she comes upstairs, jumps onto our bed to wake me up. Most of the time, our grandmother-cat sleeps on the sofa. Lately, she has taken Timmy’s vacant space at the Canopy Cafe (pictured above).

So yes, “less adoptable” animals are a joy to have. As the cartoon above says aptly, “How are we different from the rest? We want to live happy lives with you too.”

1 comment to Adopting the “less adoptable” ones

  • Wong Yoke Mei

    Oh my…. so happy to see this posting. I have 2 “less adoptable” cats too. It’s wonderful how out paths crossed. Both are boys, and i’m so so proud of them. Olie is approx 4.5 years old, and he only has one side of his lungs functioning, and Mr Sammy who’s approx 2.5 years old who has some neurological damage with a lopsided head… hahahha. I just love them so so much. My life is much more meaningful with them being a part of it.