Tabatha's been adopted and other updates...

Its been an interesting couple of weeks in my animal kingdom. Tabatha was adopted last saturday morning by a nice family while she was in the cattery at SPCA Selangor. She is ready for spaying in a couple of weeks so she will be back for that. We all really miss her. She has a larger than life personality and my apartment feels wayyyyy too peaceful now.

Miko is able to do his business on his own now and has a litter box which he diligently uses. He totters around on shaky little legs and invades Tamago's bed. His teeth have grown in and he can eat canned kitten food or moistened kibble although he still prefers his milk bottle. He doesn't know how to drink water so I've had to force him to drink water through a syringe. I hope he will be ready for adoption to a good home in about 6 weeks.



I didn't mention this before but Noel was adopted a few weeks ago. Yay for him! He was adopted by a nice young lady who has another little kitten.

Spike is adjusting to life without Tony Montana. It's only been about 5 weeks since Tony Montana passed away and he is so deeply missed. It is a great comfort to us that he died peacefully at home of natural causes. Spike's dad and I have been showering him with gifts of toys and treats and plenty of loving. He's never been an only dog before and I think he is quite lonely now. Spike and I will have this whole Friday together though because its a public holiday and Spike and I will be working at the SPCA booth at an event in Bangsar. It'll be a nice outing for me and my pooch.
Tony M loved his car rides. He loved watching the world. I miss him.
One of the few pics of me with both Spike and Tony.. Tony was sniffing something.. oh well..
Me and Spike at my last visit.

Spike and his dad.
Toys can't replace Tony but we hope to distract Spike from his loss.


Tomorrow is the first anniversary of Molly's death. I can't believe its been a year. It still hurts so much. I miss her everyday and I think about how happy she was when we were all still together. One big happy family. Then I think about all she went through and how miserable she was at the end and I feel sick and my heart aches. I feel a tightening in my chest that can only be the pain of loss and guilt. i have to say this, i care, i care a lot about all these animals but i wish i didn't anymore. i don't want to. i can't stand it when things don't work out.

Molly's smile.

New foster monster - Noel

Noel was rescued by a friend who took pity on the tiny little guy playing with pebbles alone on a busy road. I've been fostering Noel since Friday night and he's doing great now. His first couple of days with me were really challenging. He was feral, terrified, and extremely defensive. He hissed so hard he spat and would freak out and go into battle mode every time he saw me, even if i was far away from him. Now he isn't afraid anymore and has gone back into baby kitten mode, affectionate, always wanting a cuddle and a warm body to sleep on. He lives in a cage that my friend NT lent to me. He's just too small and young to mingle with the others but otherwise healthy. My other foster kitten Tabatha, who is about 3 times bigger, keeps trying to hunt him and beat him up. She seems to enjoy not being the smallest in the household anymore. Man, I hope Tabatha gets adopted soon :) Noel is about 2 months old max. He's a grey striped tabby with a white chest, white socks, and a little nubbin of a tail. Its about an inch long. Noel will be ready for adoption in a couple of weeks.