Our home's a transit for a lost cat...
Its' came from varieties of felines from kitten to adult, Dark fur or orange,
active or dormant... Even nonstop whining or quietly stroking our feet...
Mostly in skinny form meowing asking for food or shelter...
We can help it but to take it inside and give what it need...
We don't allowed it easily roaming our space as there'll be law to abide...
After we certified it was not someone's belonging
and then we adopted it and live with us... For a period of time...
After a couple of weeks it's become bound to us and settled as our honorary family's cat...
She'll be cherished and caress after graduated our house's regulations and bonding...
We named this one 'Kitty'...
A single female 'Maine Coon' breed with a thick fur loves to selectives food...
She's firmly physical cat always grooming her bushy tail or licking pheromones smell...
A notorious domestic lizard killer and dangerously
likes to hanging out on a open window...
Don't ever peek-a -boo with her as she'll expand it fur with overkill look..
This's how she slept... Could it be straighten her backbone
or maybe she like to view the world upside down...
We brought her with us if we travel for a several days..
We leaved her at home alone on routine day as she waited
patiently at the door keeping the house still neat and tidy...
She's not a homewreck but she likely to sharpen her claw on forbidden appliances...
And then she's departed... We knew cat's a wanderer
borne with curiosity to ventures anyplace into 'neverland'...
Looking for a household cat it's like searching for a sinking ship...
You could found it back or you could lost for it forever...
She never come back and we loss her dearly...
We miss her deeply till the next month to come
Remembering her in photos and all the scratches she left...
Life goes on until the next candidate inspected our home...
It came and goes repeatedly but it'll never be the same...
Some'll sniffed out and expected to leave after fed...
We don't considered it to stay as trust's hard to engage...
But sometime life's do recalling itself...
and sooner or later a newcomer appear...
It's a different type of cat... And we start it all over again...
This's our latest dweller... We named it 'RIMAU'.
It a 2 months male cat with fractured leg whispering us for help...
Vigorous at eating and non the behavior of our previous pet...
Enjoys biting our hands and feet and sleep all day after a mouthful meals...
It knows where too poop and keep watchful eyes from any roaches...
We accepted it with open hands as long as it living by our rules...
We respected it nature as a fun loving companion we dearest cares...
Compared to others it's not reassured as a perfect cat...
We do realized that eventually it'll grow up
and we've to release it to the wide world...
One thing for sure that's keep reminding us...
We do not choose the cat.. It's the cat that's chosen us...
So be grateful... And proud.
