Independent Felines

I am doing a blog on cats and kittens as I hope to spread the love my little kitty has given to me.One cannot fully understand cats unless they have had one for company. Each cat has their own different personality and character which I would like to share with everyone.

I have a male cat of 9 years, and we adopted him when he was a year old. He was my birthday present when I was 10yrs old. I had pestered my parents to get me a kitten for ages before they finally allowed me to have a kitten. My mum was not comfortable with animals ever since she got bitten on the ankle by a stray dog.

SPCA has a regulation that the whole family must be present to adopt any animal from them. So after much persuasion from my dad and I, my mum followed us to the compound. When we reached, I went straight to the kittens who were in a cage together. The interesting thing about cats is that they tend to choose you and not the other way around. My cat, Tinkie (named by his previous owner), chose us when he hooked my mum's t-shirt with his claws as she walked by his cage.

As you can see from the picture above, Tinkie has a long coat. That was what drew my mum to him when he clawed her t-shirt. It was like "love-at-first-sight" for my mum and Tinkie. My mum was not the only one interested in Tinkie, another couple was looking at him. I was not as fond of Tinkie as my mum was until the SPCA staff told me to hold him in my arms. I was reluctant at first as I wanted a kitten and Tinkie was already a young adult cat. When I held him in my arms, I fell for him.Within minutes my dad had signed the papers and we were driving back home.

Tinkie now lives with us as happy as a cat can be. He has his own fears and strengths. Thunder, the vet and the vacuum cleaner scares him. He loves to play tag with my dad and sometimes, for the fun of it, my mum, who will in turn scream and scold him. He does that to me too but he knows I am not as scared as my mum so he doesn't really play tag with me a lot. Tinkie also loves to hide in paper bags and luggages. He will not meow at you unless he is asking for something like food or treats. Tinkie also loves to sleep with me every night and he even has his own blanket on my bed.

Tinkie is the cat of my life and without him I would have not been able to understand how to appreciate the cats that we take for granted at the coffee shops and markets in Singapore.

So next time when you see a cat on the road, remember, that they too have feelings and dreams. Treat them well!

xoxo,
Noreen