About QISH

When I was a kitten, I was rejected by a pet shop. I thought that was bad, because I thought I am not lovable. But as it turned out, it was a blessing in disguise! I've heard of so many bad things and horror stories about pets that stay in a pet shop (fleas, mites, diseases, bad health in general).

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About RUE

I am Rue, and I am your lil cat fairy. No, I don't have superpowers, but I do have super charms. I bring lots of mischief to my hooman momma, but she still thinks sweetly of me. I get naughty a lot of times, but she thinks it's cute! Only because I am charming, and I have the biggest eyes and the pink-est nose in the cat world!

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Something Moved! (Video)

...as I was changing the sheets.

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OMG Moment of Horror

I love going inside things -- boxes, closets, cupboards -- anything that provides dark privacy to my liking. So imagine my excitement when I found the microwave oven slightly open on the countertop. I had to investigate, of course. It smelled of chicken, perhaps the dinner I just had. It was still warm, so it was perfect.

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This Is Embarrassing (Video)

I don't think momma understands that this embarrasses me. And to add insult to the injury, she posted it in YouTube with this fancy schmancy music! My momma is B-A-D!!!

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Thursday, October 3, 2013

Prayers for the PAWsome Cats Family

-- Hooman Momma

I am sorry we haven't been posting lately. We have been going through terrible times.


QISH

Qish was confined on September 8 (Sun) for kidney flushing. His creatinine was a bit elevated at 2.3, and was discharged on September 11 (Wed) with his creatinine back to normal at 1.9.

SAAB

Sept. 20 (Fri) - I noticed that Saab's eyes are not evenly dilated. His left eye seems smaller.


Sept. 21 (Sat) - We went to The Pet Project, our vets' new clinic. His blood was drawn, did some tests, and found out that his WBC (sign of infection) is high and his platelet is 0 (zero!!!). He was given Vibravet (doxycycline) and Tobrex eye drops. He tested negative for FIV/FeLV, which is good news!

Sept. 22 (Sun) - Saab seems lethargic, which is how he is in the past week. He just sleeps all day.

Sept. 23 (Mon) - Saab's eyes look worse. By now it seems that the small veins in his left iris have ruptured, giving a red-orange tint to it.


Sept. 24 (Tue) - I was advised by our vets to bring Saab back to the clinic. Then they told me Saab could have dry FIP (Feline Infectious Peritonitis), with 80% chance of being positive. I was devastated. I know it is a killer disease, and that there is no cure. And that everything happens fast from the date it's diagnosed. What will happen to Saab? How about Qish and Rue? Do they have it, too? I left Saab at the clinic for observation. I walked for 40 minutes from the clinic to our home in my office attire, because if I could walk to the end of the earth and back, I would. Just so everything will fall into place again.

Sept. 25 (Wed) - I was crying all night and I couldn't bring myself to work. I cried some more, and disinfected our home. I replaced their litterboxes and beddings. I visited Saab, and because he had his first dose of steroids, he seemed like he was back to his mischievous self again.

Sept. 26 (Thu) - He gained some weight, which gave us a little hope.

Sept. 27 (Fri) - Saab wouldn't touch his food, and just slept all day. 

Sept. 28 (Sat) - We celebrated Christmas early with Saab, in case he doesn't make it to his first Christmas. It was a little gathering with friends who understand. Saab loves being the center of attention and he enjoyed greeting guests and making sure their plates are full.




Sept. 29 (Sun) - Saab enjoyed going out to the balcony and rolling around under the sun. We visited him twice. I noticed some gray opaque spots on his left eye. It looks like it is getting worse. We've sent his blood sample to the lab to repeat the tests.

Sept. 30 (Mon) - We got the test results. It gave us a little hope, because his lymphocytes went up (in FIP, it should go down) and his globulin went down but still elevated. Maybe it's not FIP after all! My heart was full of hope.

Oct. 1 (Tue) - I had to say goodbye to Saab because I won't be able to visit in the next few days. I am attending the Social Business Summit and I'll be away. He seemed fine, although I noticed that his tummy is a little big.

Oct. 2 (Wed) - Dr. Melay reported that Saab was eating well and slept on the laptop.

Oct. 3 (Thu) - The news that I had been dreading to hear...Dr. Melay confirmed that his stomach is getting bigger, a classic sign of wet FIP. The vets are now 95% sure that Saab has FIP. Once it becomes the effusive form (wet FIP), it all goes downhill from there. I am seriously devastated right now. If only I could run back to Manila and hug Saab tight right now...

Sorry if this post is all over the place. My mind is, too. I just can't accept that this is happening to Saab, to us. But I am still praying for a miracle...

I will write about FIP in my next post, just to help people understand about it. I have researched extensively about this since the vets told me about the possibility of Saab having it. I am even getting support from a Facebook group of FIP Fighters.

We need everyone's prayers. If there's really nothing that can be done, then please help me pray that Saab won't suffer anymore, that it will be a peaceful passing.


Friday, July 26, 2013

Rue's PAWsome 4th Rescue-versary!

-- Rue

Can you believe I'm four years old already?! I'm so glad I'm living such a wonderful, fabulous life!

On July 24, I celebrated my rescue-versary with my 2 brothers and 3 hoomans -- my momma and our vets Dr. Riza and Dr. Melay. Momma got me a super cute purr-day paw cake and kitty salmon muffins from Whole Pet Kitchen while she prepared a vegetarian feast for the hooman guests. I wore a beautiful geisha kimono, and I think I'm the prettiest geisha ever! I don't even need to paint my face white to look the part :)

Okay, enough of the blah-blahs, here are the beautiful photos of my rescue-versary celebration! <3

My purr-day paw cake -- too bad the frosting's ruined when we got it, but it's super yummy!

My pink "4" candle! Yay! <3
kitty-shaped salmon muffins
hmnn...
Okay, this makes me look like I'm being naughty, but I'm not! Momma put me on the table for the photo shoot, and I know I'm never allowed on the table. I was skittish, but I also loved the smell of the salmon, so I brought it with me when I jumped down. I am never eating on the hooman's table, I'm a good kitty!
This smells sooooo good!


Ok, momma, take my picture now so I can eat my cake!


nom nom nom nomnom...



Can you see the little triangle on my nose? Momma loves it! <3
Sharing my food with Saab...
...and Qish.
Here's one of the vegetarian dishes my momma cooked for the hooman guests. She forgot to take photos of the others! :(
My favorite vet doctors, Dr. Riza and Dr. Melay
Saab loves Dr. Melay!
And here's my very purr-ty geisha dress! Weeee!

Meh -_^





Friday, June 28, 2013

Fallen Angel

How many times can you say that something comes in your life in a poetic fashion?

-- Hooman Momma

On Monday, June 24, my mom and I saw 3 lil super cute white kittens that looked like they were freshly dumped outside Wack Wack Golf Course. They looked healthy and clean, but because I was on my way to work, I had no chance to feed or check on them. I vowed to check them out on my way home, and I was thinking about the tiny furry things all day! Imagine my dismay when I got there, all excited, and they were not there. Not a single one. I had a heavy heart, but I just hoped that someone with a golden heart decided to give them a good home.

On Thursday, June 27, As I was walking to get to work, I was startled by a white shining thing falling off the roof just as I was passing by. When I looked down, it's one of the kittens I saw on Monday! What a perfect timing! What are the odds of that happening?! I mean, this is meant to happen, right? I then looked up and saw the 2 siblings, calling for the fallen angel. They were even attempting to jump off themselves! I coordinated a rescue effort with my mom while I went to work. She managed to get them off the roof with the help of the street sweeper.

But, what was I thinking! I live in a condo apartment where only one pet is allowed, and I already have 3 PAWsome Cats! *sigh* With quick thinking, my mom and I figured out the we can try to smuggle bring them to the countryside where my parents live. Which means that we have to secure some papers, because they will have to ride a ferry and cross the sea. Our great vets Dr. Riza and Dr. Melay will be visiting them tonight to check on them, but me thinks they are super healthy and frisky! They are already wrestling with each other!

I think they're as big as Rue when I got her. I'm super excited for their new life. I'm sure I would hate to see them go, but they'll be better off growing up in a bigger space where they can climb and destroy more things (teehee!)

For comparison, this is how tiny Rue was when I rescued her!

And now look at these cotton balls -- they will totally melt your heart and turn it into a gooey puddle!

Hey lady! Let me out!









Thursday, May 30, 2013

Meet the Shiny Little Shadow

-- Hooman Momma

I've always wanted a black cat, so when I spotted this tiny baby who was just rescued from the street, I fell in love with him. He was with his very weak and small orange tabby brother, who, sadly, didn't make it till the next day. But no matter how much I wanted him, I didn't bring him home right away. Rue was still sick, and I made a pact with our vet that if and when Rue gets better, that's the only time that I will get to enjoy the company of this new kitten. She didn't want Rue to be stressed by a new family member.


Why is my brother so small? Why can't he move his legs?

Adorbs. Pure adorbs.

On Easter Sunday, Rue got a clean bill of health so we picked up the tiny shadow. We had him checked, and we quarantined him. He wasn't allowed to mingle with the adult cats right away, until he was cleared of any illness/fleas/mites that might be picked up by the overly sheltered Qish and Rue. Qish immediately accepted him and in two days, they were already friends. Rue, however, would hiss at the tiny one whenever he comes near her. It took a week before Rue finally decided that this baby will be part of the PAWsome Cats family.

It took me longer to think of a name, actually. I wanted a Portuguese name, because of my love for Brazilian Jiujitsu, so after sleepless nights of searching for the perfect name, I picked Sábio Leãozinho, which is the literal translation of wise little lion. His nickname is Saab :)


He's extremely playful and fast! The big kitties often get tired of playing with him because he just have so much energy, like the Energizer bunny :) We're so excited as we watch him grow and get smarter!

False Fire Alarm

-- Hooman Momma

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Sorry for not posting for over a month!

This morning, I was roused from sleep at 4:00 am by a VERY LOUD FIRE ALARM. I panicked, and when I saw Rue running to hide under the bed, I grabbed whatever I can -- which means I grabbed her by her tail, then pulled her little legs. All I know was that I will not let her go at any cost, because I know in my heart that I will never leave my condo apartment without any of the furbabies. We'll be together whatever it takes.

After a good 5 minutes, the alarm stopped. At this point I managed to grab Rue's wriggling body, fighting to get out of my grip. I put her in the carrier but she was able to get out right away. At the same time, I was also putting my Mac in my "panic bag," which contains important papers/passport, some cash, backup drives and survival food and water. When the alarm stopped, I put all the kitties in the shower, and went down to the lobby to ask what happened. It turned out to be a FALSE FIRE ALARM. I was relieved that there was no real danger, but I'm so annoyed that the alarm would go off when not necessary. This is the second time that this happened!

When I went back, I gave Rue a comforting hug, but she didn't want me near her. She was scared of me :( I could have hurt her while I was trying to grab her, and the clumps of orange fur on my bed made me shiver. I gave her bonito flakes, her favorite treat, and I'm glad she ate from my hand but she still wouldn't let me cuddle her. She was traumatized. It took a good two hours before she started warming up to me again.

I felt terrible about what happened. I'm so sorry, baby Rue :( I just want you to be safe. Meanwhile, as Rue and I were struggling, Qish and Saab were like angels waiting for me to scoop them up and put them in the carrier. I'm glad those two were not scared!

Why did you pull my tail, momma? :(

Have you had any similar experience? How would you handle saving yourself and your furbabies, under extreme time pressure?


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