This post is not about fashion or style. I am sharing you my precious gem that has somehow been a lucky charm since the day I decided to welcome her into my life. She may be another ordinary being, but she is special to us.
I have always been happy just by seeing a cat. My very first pet cat was back in my kindergarten years. We named her Jinky. She was able to spent a couple of years with us and have given birth to a number of kittens, which were either forcefully thrown away by our neighbor or have gone amiss and lost. I really could not remember when did Jinky left us and possibly she may be dead by now.
January of this year, I never expected to embrace a kitten again into my life. We rescued her from her near death experience. I remembered that I promised to myself, that if this cat will not be hit by the truck, I will adopt her. And so I did.
Everyone, meet my TINKY WINKY!
I do not exactly know her breed, but with my internet researches, she's sort of in between the shorthair and a bobtail breed with tabby patterns on her coat. I guess I have to visit a vet and have her officially classified. lol :)
When we adopted her, her eyes were still closed. She was so fragile. Pity and confusion (as to how will I take care of her) was overwhelming me at that time.
There's a belief that pets should not be photographed since it will lead them to their death. I somehow believed on this since previous stray cats that came to our house died after days of capturing them with my camera. Since I in direly needed and desired to let Tinky Winky lived longer, it took me 3 months to finally decide risking her life and had her first photo shoot. The three photos above were taken last March 2014.
Tinky Winky was already in her third month from the time we adopted her in this photo, and this was the first time that she saw herself on the mirror. She paused a few seconds staring on the image she saw at the mirror. ("Oh, I never thought that I am cute").
On her fourth (human) month, I had another photo shoot for her. She loves playing anything that moves when she touches it, like this dried leaf.
The kitten that moves like a kangaroo.
Tinky Winky at five (human) months old.
As she grows, we have observed that she rarely ''meows''. We thought she meows when she's alone, but we realized, she do not know how to do that sound. I have read that cats do make several vocalizations but there are only three major categorization of the sounds that they produce.
According to Wikipedia:Schötz categorised vocalizations according to 3 mouth actions: (1) sounds produced with the mouth closed (murmurs), including the purr, the trill and the chirrup, (2) sounds produced with the mouth open and gradually closing, comprising a large variety of meows with similar vowel patterns, and (3) sounds produced with the mouth held tensely open in the same position, often uttered in aggressive situations (growls, yowls, snarls, hisses, spits and shrieks).
Tinky Winky becomes more special since she only knows the 1st and 3rd kinds of sound. She's such a silent type. Some expert vet says, it is normal for cats to be silent and not meoow.
We tried to teach her the meoow sound, but we did not exert extra effort to do so. We just allowed her to be it, to be silent and special.
Tinky Winky at seven (human) months old.According to www.catster.com:
The illustration below helps you calculate your cat's age. (www.catster.com)
This is the latest photo of Tinky Winky. She's in her nine (human) months = 12 cat years now. She has finally grown into an eligible cat.
We usually bathe her once a month and chain her afterwards so that she will not get filthy. When her coat is fully dried, we send her back to her cute wooden abode, shackle-free.