Last July, I picked up a kitten from the streets and named her Awit. She was diagnosed with FPV. Although she showed so much potential, unfortunately, she did not make it. After almost 3 weeks, she passed away. It got me heartbroken because I really thought she would get through it. A part of me consoling myself says I did what I could and I showed her all the love she deserved in the short time she was with us. But there's still a part of me that keeps on asking if I could have done more. I swore to not try and adopt any more kittens after that incident. These little creatures just occupies too much space in my heart and it leaves a huge gaping hole when they cross the rainbow bridge.
It was said that the universe has a so called "cat distribution system" where the universe chooses people that gets kittens. I think this is a big joke because just a few weeks ago, before my birthday, the universe gave me 4 tiny little creatures wrapped in a box. Right beside the dump. Some heartless, irresponsible pet owner decided they want to keep the mama cat, not spay her, and throw away her offsprings.
Apparently, even after I have declared that my heart could no longer bear another heartbreak of losing a cat, the universe pegged me in their cat distribution as 4-more-kittens-strong-heart. Of course, caring for kittens isn't something that anyone should take lightly. I am now fostering them -not adopting- and looking for furever families that will truly love them and give them all the love that they deserve.
I was able to find a loving home for one of them. They named her Nami. And oh, she's getting all the love in the world together with her new sister NicoRobbin. I carefully screened the adopting family and told them to have the fur babies vaccinated and spayed. I am the happiest foster furmom because the adopters sent me a photo of Nami in the vet on her adoption day. She was dewormed and checked up and cleaned right before she even got home. This gave me the reassurance that the family I chose will truly love her.
photos sent by Nami's new furmommy
Now, back to the 
I am still looking for families that will adopt the three remaining kittens. It's painful to see how people don't seem to want them just because they are puspins. Puspin is short for Pusang Pinoy. They are sort of a generic breed here in the Philippines. They don't have the long hair of a Persian cat, or the almond blue eyes of a Siamese, of the plush coat of a Shorthair. But, if given enough love and care, these Puspins could be just as beautiful as they could be.
While they're still here with me, and also as a way of "presenting" them to potential adopters, I decided to needlework my fosters. I thought why not put them in a trick or treat basket. And so my project began. I have been contemplating on how to make a pumpkin looking stitch. I though of working my way from a circle, single crocheting upward, then make a running stitch all around using my tapestry needle. But then if that vision doesn't turn out to be what I need it to be, it would be a colossal waste of time because single crochets take a lot of time to build up.
Then I thought of still making the project go upwards but I planned on using sets of single crochets, half double crochets and double crochets to mark each bump on the pumpkin basket. Then I thought I would be crocheting this on my freetime after our homeschool. My freetime is a time for relaxation. This pattern I have in mind just isn't a relaxing type.
Then I thought about this final output. Still sets of sc, hdc and dc but working my way sidewards and stitching on the back loop only. That way, it creates an illusion of it lolking like a pumpkin. I started the project with a round base of double crochets, then stitched sidewards when I got the base diameter I preferred. Then I added some sc rows at the top where I continued on making the straps. This project did not require much weaving off ends because it only has one start (at the base) and one end (at the basket handle.)
I have posted their photos on cat adoption pages and even on my personal socmed accounts. Hopefully, loving furever families find them soon. And really soon, I hope, because I am starting to get too attached to them already. My daughter has named one Magellan. On the account that Magellan (the cat) loves to explore anywhere and we are currently studying the life of the Portuguese explorer in our homeschooling journey.
Of course I crocheted something for the OG housecats. They don't look too happy about it. It maybe because they're not youngsters anymore. They're turning 1 year this November. To think I just got them out from a gutter. Now, they're turning one and they're acting like the diva cats that they are.
These hats I made while I was waiting for my doctor's appointment. My health has been all over the place lately. It must be the sign of aging (I just turned 18 for 21 times already). It might also be
payback time for all the reckless things I've done in my youth. Anyways, so while passing the time at the clinic, I thought I'd make a quick project for my 2 not so little cuties.
These two have been such angels for our fosters. At first, they hissed at the babies and somehow showed a little bit of attitude towards me. But when they saw how lovely our little fosters are, they're growing to love them now. I can see them showing the ropes around the house, even grooming them too. Ahh, even our pets are starting to love our fosters. It will surely break their hearts when these little babies find their furever homes.
