About us
Our long journey to happiness
Mr. Mau
I wanted a cat all my life, but it just never seemed to be the right time. Shortly after moving in with my boyfriend, we heard of an abandoned, 3-week old kitten. Although we had no experience with cats whatsoever, it felt like fate – so we adopted him.
We had an incredible time! He was quite a handful, but we were so close that we could do things like go on walks together (no leash) and sunbathe in outdoor cafés during summer. He was the best cat one could wish for! 1,5 years later, he was hit by a car and left to die on the pavement. Coming home to an empty apartment was too much to bear, so we went to the shelter for the first time.
Momo
Momo was found emaciated, roaming the streets with a gift ribbon around her neck when she was about one year old. She must have been an unwanted gift since nobody came looking for her at the shelter. She was battling the cat flu but seemed curious and very interested in us. We instantly fell in love with her and took her home. We soon realized that she would be an indoor cat. She had asthma attacks for the first couple of weeks and has a weird habit of eating things like plastic, ribbons of any kind or human hair. Our first cat just got hit by a car, so we weren’t mentally ready to let her roam the area by herself anyway. We couldn’t leave her alone all day while we were gone either, so we quickly decided to get her a sister.
Toni
We went back to the shelter and entered a room full of kitten (a dream come true!). I had my eye on a ginger one that was a little bigger, but a teeny tiny tuxedo girl kept approaching us, curling up in our lap. She chose us, we thought, so little Toni came back with us to her new home. She was so tired and fragile all the time that we decided to bring her to the vet for a check-up a couple of days later. But it never came to that. She had some kind of stroke that very same night. We took an hour-long drive in a cab to the only vet that had office hours at night, but nothing could be done. Toni had to be put down. Heartbroken, confused and empty-handed, we went back home. We were about to give up on a sister for Momo, when our families convinced us not to let bad things pull us down. So we went back to the shelter again.
Cleo
Cleo was found on a parking lot. She was only 10 weeks old and had crushed hind legs, so she had to wear an external fixture for about two months until her bones grew back together. The vets really did one hell of a job! Her hip is a little underdeveloped and she can’t sit properly – other than that, she’s healthy and good-spirited. She constantly asks for cuddles, meowing until you drop everything to give her the attention she wants. Sometimes I even feel her curling up on top of my head at night to sleep on the upper part of my pillow, right next to me.
Seeing Momo and Cleo run around and playing with each other warms our heart every single day. It somehow makes everything we had to go through worth it. They still need to get used to each other some more and their very different characters make life chaotic sometimes, but we love every minute of it.