It’s definitely Christmas rush now and everyone’s probably cramming for the last minute things – gifts, decorations, dinner plans. But nope, not for Lotto. He’s so chill and ready for it.
I never thought that a little creature will change my life forever.
Mark and I were walking to the restaurant when I heard a weird noise. It’s like a crying bird. The street was still busy so I couldn’t really tell where it’s coming from. Mark didn’t hear it so I thought I was nothing and proceeded to dinner.
After 2 hours, we headed back home taking the same street and I heard the same crying bird again. We tried to look for it, and there, we found this tiny calico kitten, about 2 weeks old, crying non-stop while laying in a small ditch at the middle of the walk way in Leviste St. Imagine, it was a busy evening, and yet nobody gave a shit to even pick up and put this little creature somewhere safe. Mark panicked and immediately picked up the kitten. She was very weak and filthy with street dirt. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to touch the little kitten as it freaks me out. I never had a pet before. We both didn’t know what to do with her because our building admin doesn’t allow pets in the condo. But we couldn’t just leave her like that. We took her to our building and was immediately stopped by the guards. We talked to them and promise to take her to a shelter the next day, and that we are just going to feed it.
Since Mark have experience with cats, he knew that cow’s milk is not good for them so he just cleaned the little kitten, and then googled for a milk substitute just to get through the night. Then we took the shade off our lamp and used it to warm the little kitten up. Everything improvised.
I was very stressed that evening because I was afraid the kitten might not make it through the night. I was also stressed that we don’t know any shelter that would take in the cat. Plus, this kitten cries so much and so loud – I was stressed to be confronted by the guards again and get me pressured to get rid of the kitten.
The next day, we took her to the vet for check up. She was a strong kitten. She didn’t even sip the improvised milk that Mark prepared for her, but she seemed to be OK. She was checked up, got her nails trimmed, and got kitten replacement milk for her. She also had been tested for worms etc.
And that’s where it all started. We then decided to keep her, and kept her a secret :). I fell in love with Nishi. This little cat changed it all. She has awakened my sense of compassion and my total mindset about animals in general. For a person who has never had a pet in her whole life, you’d think it would be difficult to adapt. But I did. She has opened my eyes to become a better human being living in this world. Nishi will be my forever inspiration.