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?