Tiger eats on his own and Bunny-in-cloak (no dagger!)

Last night, Cleo whacked (more like smacked) Cow and Bunny on the face. Trust our little girl to do the needful to teach her uncles a lesson for being bullies.

So, all was well last night without any incident...with Cleo in charge, of course.

To play it safe, I let Tiger eat in the room this morning.
He ate his normal amount and took all his medicines without so much as a fuss.

Then, I spotted Cow and Tiger lounging at the Clubhouse.

That's nice, I suppose, as long as Cow does not suddenly become crazy again.

Yesterday, the vet quipped that it must have something to do with the names I've given them. "Cow" and "Bunny" are both docile animals, so these two have to prove their feline worth. Maybe if I'd given them names like "Shark" or "T-Rex", they wouldn't have to prove themselves now and might be docile...like Tiger!

It's all in the name, folks. Give careful thought when you next choose a name for a cat, dog or hamster!

But never fear, Cleo is here and near.

Now, Cleo is one who has lived up to her name (Cleopatra). But truth be told, I wasn't even thinking of Cleopatra when I named her. I was thinking of Cleo the Goldfish in Pinocchio! (because of her calico spots, being colourful).

This Cleo!

Eventually, the meek shall inherit the earth, eh?

Our female felines don't get into trouble or silly fights.

Or, as Mr Miyagi says: Julie-san, fighting not good. But if must fight... WIN.

Meanwhile, Bunny has shown good improvement on his balding problem.

I'm not sure what it is: Diet change OR the Revolution spot-on.

But whatever it is, it is working.

He has stopped balding further and his fur is growing back.

 Peek-a-boo and Happy New Year, everyone!!

Cow bites Tiger and it's off to the vet's

Sigh...

Cow is crazy at times and today was one such time.

This morning, I heard the sound of catfight in the Clubhouse and by the time I checked, which was within seconds, I saw Cow confronting Tiger. Cow was panting like a mad person with tufts of Tiger's hair in his mouth. Tiger was too scared to even move. Bunny was walking away from the scene.

I whisked Tiger out to the living room. Based on the scene above, I assume Cow attacked Tiger. Why Bunny was there, I don't really know.

But Tiger seemed fine; we could not see any visible injury with our untrained eye and he wanted to go back into the room, so we let him back in.

In between, there was an episode of Bunny confronting Tiger (no yelling involved) and even Indy confronting him. So we let Tiger roam in the living room again. But Tiger was really afraid of Heidi, so Heidi had to go out to the porch.

He seemed fine and even took a long afternoon nap with me on the sofa.

But by late afternoon, we noticed Tiger limping. It was his left front paw which he could not place down. And he did not even want to eat his dinner. I managed to handfeed him, though (not forcefeed, but feeding by hand where he ate on his own). But he wouldn't let us check that paw. He growled and hissed.

So it was off to the vet's. Not taking any chances. Not eating is never a good sign.

Tiger whined throughout the journey.



The vet observed Tiger and noticed that he could put his full weight on that left front paw (which was good). He was even able to jump down from a stool, walk over a bar, and placed his full weight on that paw each time.

But the vet suspected bite wounds, so he shaved Tiger's paw.

Sure enough, there were multiple bite (puncture) wounds with clear fluid oozing out. There was no pus yet, which was good, so the infection was just starting. The flesh around the wounds were inflamed (hardening).

The vet recommended warm compression, soaking in warm salt water (to draw out the fluid that is causing congestion at the site of the wound), antibiotics is also an option. Since Tiger is FIV+, antibiotics is preferred. We had a choice of Clavomox (which is stronger) or Amoxicillin (same function but milder than Clavomox). The vet suggested we go for Amoxicilin as the infection was not severe (it's best to keep Clavomox for more severe infections, just in case, especially when Tiger is FIV+; better not overkill on the use of antibiotics for a minor infection now. Tiger might need stronger antibiotics later in life.)  That made sense.  The vet also prescribed another antibiotic, Metronidazole, which is good for the inflammation as well as a papase enzyme to help reduce the inflammation. We will also give him Vetri DMG (I already had before leaving the house).

Tiger had a temperature of 39.8 degrees, which is a mild fever.

Luckily we did not delay in bringing Tiger in.

And oh, Tiger weighed only 5.6kg. I was surprised as I thought he would surely surpass the 6kg mark. The good news is that Tiger had maintained his weight since many years ago. He was 5.65kg then. He is still obese, though.

So, Tiger came home, with a shaven paw. Poor guy.

We did the warm salt water dip just now, but could not even last 1 minute as he was growling and angry. We figured we'd better not push it tonight. The stress might do more harm. The vet did say that for normal (non FIV+) cats, wounds like these could even heal on its own. But we would not want to take any chances with Tiger. The vet also said that if I felt Tiger wasn't getting any better, I could go back and get the Clavomox for him.

Meanwhile, I think Cow felt really bad as he was seen grooming Tiger by licking his back.

Sigh...Cow is unpredictably mad. One moment he would be this super-manja cat asking to be stroked and the next, his teeth can sink into your flesh causing blood spurting out like a mini fountain. He has a severe petting aggression issue with humans, but I am not sure what issues he has with cats. Or why he attacked poor Tiger today.

Bunny took advantage of Tiger's condition and tried to attack him twice.

Poor Tiger's only ally is Tabs and as you know, there isn't much that Tabs can do.

Now, you...you please behave, okay? Can we rely on you to protect Tiger? But you are also slightly mad...sigh.

We hope Tiger recovers soon.

Oh...Mindy Gretchen is male?

Today we made "history" - Willy and Mr Zurik ate side by side at the culvert without anyone bullying the other or one running for his life to hide inside the drain.

I wasn't able to take a photo as I had one hand on the phone (a kitten case just came up).

Dinner was peaceful...totally and after finishing his meal, Willy went across the road.



But soon, from down the road, we sighted Mindy Gretchen walking up....



Willy stiffened, Mr Zurik watched closely and suddenly, Mindy Gretchen leapt onto the playground (where Willy had gone to) and gave chase.

Willy screamed.... and ran for his life!

Mindy won....hands down.

Hmm....a femme fatale, isn't she?

Willy was unharmed.

I did not want to interfere but I was watching closely. It's good that Willy can protect himself and flee for safety.

As Mindy walked back to her territory down the road, I thought I caught glimpse of....her scrotum? Yes, it was a pair of scrota alright, unless my eyes were playing tricks on me.

Oh...Mindy is actually male? Now, why did I think Mindy is the black-and-white spayed female at the pavilion?

Then, we must call her....Marcel, perhaps?

Vincent, Daffy & Rosie watched in the safety of our porch.

Willy soon came out from hiding under the car. He's okay.

Timmy was....being Timmy.

 And we had a visit from Mr G!

Hello, how are you, Mr G?

The sweetest of 'em all - Ginger!

Willy, Mr Zurik and Mr Zurik's new kitten-friend!

Willy lives inside our drain, right outside our house.

Nowadays, he gets a can of Monge or LeChat for each meal.

Mr Zurik and Vincent are still out to chase Willy away, so the water-gun is a must, whenever I feed Willy. There was once I was duped - Mr Zurik came from the left and Vincent from the right. Before I knew it, Willy had fled into the drain! Poor little guy...I guess he's not ready to be the Lion King yet.

I also have to stay with him until he finishes his meals.

Only the water-gun can keep Mr Zurik at bay.

Willy is very friendly these days. He rubs himself on my leg and allows me to carry him too.

Meanwhile, this evening while we were on our way out...

We spotted Mr Zurik with a new kitten-friend down the road.

Mr Zurik was hiding behind a dustbin!

It reminds me of Mr Quack and all his kitten-friends!! Tough on the outside, soft inside!

By the way, Mr Quack is doing well. It's been more than a year now. He is still only friends with tiny kittens and avoids all contact with humans and other cats, including the adopter too. But sometimes the adopter manages to pat him on the back - and that's as far as it will go!

I went back to search for the kitten after coming home, but there was no kitten by the roadside anymore. Hopefully, the kitten has a home.

Welcome 2014 in style! Gangnam style!! (Blanket No. 16 - up for auction!!)

2013 is coming to a close and we hope 2014 will begin with a bang and in style for everyone!

For us, to be exact, we have RM2796 of Berjaya Funds (as of today, right now) which is probably enough for 1-2 weeks of claims after which we will be entirely on our own like before.

So, we are going to depend on our merchandising and donations for 2014 to service the many, many applicants who come to us for their animals' medical needs.

To start it off, for 2014, we present to you, a blanket in Gangnam Style! Many thanks to Agnes Cheong for contributing 3 pieces of the cloth needed to make this blanket and for all her efforts in choosing and buying matching cloth for this set!

Auction Rules:

1. Please check the latest comment for the latest bid before putting in yours.

2. All bids are placed as comments on this blogpost. All comments will be published instantly in chronological order. 

3. The auction ends at 5pm, on Saturday, 28th December 2013. 

Note: Please monitor this post near closing time if you want to ensure that you are the highest bidder.

100% of the winning bid will be channeled to our Fund for the animals.

Do we hear RM150?

The bids as they come in:

26th Dec:

At 8.43pm, Poodle18 bids RM500.

At 7.40pm, Liew Wy bids RM300.

At 1.47pm, Khalifa bids RM200.

This blanket is a 2-layered patchwork without padding in between.

All cotton material.

It measures 50 inches by 74 inches.

 The first two sets from Agnes Cheong.

I sewed the top and my mum did the top-stitching and the backing.

Start off 2014 in Gangnam Style and be the first donor to welcome 2014 with us!

Happy Bidding and Happy New Year!!

In defence of the cat pillow box!!

Dawn Tan helped us take orders for our cat pillows (thank you very much, Dawn!) and she recently ordered 34 cat pillows through us!

Here's what happened when the pillows arrived at her office, which incidentally (and fortunately!) is very cat-friendly.

Pillow Galore!!

Ah Da, one of her office cats, goes for the pillows first, with the intention of kidnapping a few!

And meanwhile, Dawn takes a quick lunch break and by the time she comes back, her other cats (in collaboration with Ah Da, I'm sure) had "stolen" the two packs of silvervine powder Dawn bought from us! Yes, we also sell (by donation) silvervine powder, in case you wish to "refresh" your pillows after several months of usage.

Dawn quickly puts the pillows away....and luckily, manages to recover the two packs of silvervine powder, unscathed.

Ah Da already has his own pillow, of course, but you know what they say, "the more the merrier" and this certainly applies to cat pillows...for cats, that is. And if you cannot get the pillow, get the powder! A pillow is only as good as its powder, you know.

But by then, Dawn has hidden all the pillows and the two packs of powder...

 Never mind, Ah Da is content with just guarding the box then!

Ginger (Day 6) and Timmy Tales

Ginger's appetite has returned and in fact, he's making up for lost time - he keeps asking for food!

Ginger is eating his wetfood again, but he will ask for (expect to be given) Royal Canin kibbles.

What about me?

The trouble is, Daffodil takes a very long time to finish her food, so poor you have to be caged until then.

So I let Timmy out, but he has to be restrained.

Like so.

Me good boy, me wants food. Like, maybe, Royal Canin?

Daffodil finishing the last bits.

Ginger doesn't go up to his rooftop hideaway anymore now that he is well.

 Outside, Willy has heard about Royal Canin kibbles as well, so he wants that too.

I wonder what I'm going to do with one large pack of Equilibrio. Nobody wants it anymore now.

Poor Willy is now chased by Stormtrooper Vincent. So when I go out to feed Willy, I have to take the water-gun along. This photo above was taken yesterday afternoon when it rained quite heavily. Willy sat in the rain waiting for his food. So I had to hold an umbrella over him so that he could eat without getting wet.