The story of Millie

I was having a chat with Sophia Ellington from "The White Island corner Shop" about cats, our main topic of conversation as Sophia and her husband Rod adore cats, they have seven. We both agreed that boy cats are more affectionate than girl cats. Sophia and Rod have all boys (the boys as they call them).

Well that is the exception of our Millie!!!

We were feeding our colony of cats down by the river in Santa Eulalia December 2008. When along came two young girls holding this most adorable kitten who they told us was named Misha, we continued feeding the cats, the next thing they put her on the wall where we feed the cats and walked off.
As nieve as Mike and I are we thought they would come back for this kitten, but alas no.

We contacted Angela Collins (founder of care4cats Ibiza) about this little girl. She said to take her to the vet for micro chip rabies injection, then take her back home with us to await to fly to Hamburg to Carmen and Michael (care4cats Hamburg) who would find her a good home.

She had the necessary treatment at Elena's the vet in Santa Eulalia, then we brought her back to us. Two days later she was very sick. We telephoned Elena the vet, she told us to bring her immediately to the surgery. She was diagnosed as having panluekimia (which is the same as dog distemper) she was in the vet a week, very little hope of her to survive. Angela paid for the treatment.

When she came back to us she looked a sorry state, a bag of bones. Mike slept with her in the spare bedroom for six weeks to keep her warm (he was fine about that except when she decided to use her litter tray at 4. am then sat on his face!! Pooh!).

We waited once she had recovered for someone to take her to Hamburg, we both looked at this sweet little girl. Well you guessed it she never went to Hamburg here she is with us. Millie is her name or (poppet clogs). The illness has left her with a weakness to her back legs, but otherwise she is very well, Boy can she eat! ( if we go into the kitchen she is there - "did someone mention food?").

She likes raspberries blown on her tummy several times each day and a lot of kisses. We love her to bits.

Susan and Mike Broomhead.

The story of Anastasia

This lovely lady was left by the river in Sta Eulalia in November 2008.
It was obvious she'd lived in a loving home and we often wonder what happened to her owners, perhaps they died or maybe couldn't afford to look after her anymore. She was so very thin and wouldn't eat her food with the other cats...naturally we worried about her.

In January 2009 I contacted Angela Collins Founder of the Charity Care4cats and explained all about her. Angela told us to she would re-home her in Germany and be fostered by the wonderful Michael and Carmen (care4cats Hamburg) who have helped so many cats from Ibiza and Greece. So we had to take her to have a micro chip inserted along with the rabies injection and also have a pet passport issued for her...from there she came to stay with us until a flight partner could be found to escort her to Hamburg.

As time went on Mike and myself fell in love with her. She is so very quiet and we think she pines for her lost owner but now with us she's so happy.

I must say a BIG thank you to Angela especially, and Sue, David, Jaki, Ana, Adrian and Wendy....so sorry if I've missed anyone out...for working to give the cats a better life on Ibiza.
The photo is of Ana (or the Duchess) who still can't figure out how to use the remote control!! She likes Abba music on so this look says 'please can you sort it out'. 
Actually - no joking...she does like Abba, especially Dancing Queen!

Susan and Mike Broomhead

Unusual Cat Stories

Anyone who knows and loves cats will tell you what remarkable creatures they are. Even though I live with 5 cats and know their capabilities I was still astounded when I read this unusual snippet in an in-flight magazine lately and wanted to share it with you;

On September 6, 1950, a 4 month-old kitten belonging to Josephine Aufdenblatten of Geneva, Switzerland followed a group of climbers to the top of the 14,691 foot Matterhorn in the Alps.

Who could believe that! Just goes to show how determined a kitten can be. So I decide to google some more interesting stories and came up with these:

A cat who gets on and off a bus at the same stops two or three times a week: http://tinyurl.com/5webce

A cat called Oscar (see photo) who predicts death by comforting those about to die in the hospice where he lives: http://tinyurl.com/ypt7uu

and if you'd like to read some more heartwarming stories then grab a cuppa and settle down to read some wonderful ones on this website: http://tinyurl.com/ykyt4ec

Enjoy!

February Visit

A lot of organisation has been underway for sometime for the February visit to Ibiza. This time the charity has a fab number of volunteers which is fantastic as it means the workload won't be as intense as it usually is.

For this visit we have planned to take the phone calls prior to arrival which should be a help to the trappers and also the callers. Normally the volunteers are trying to take phone calls whilst out trapping and then trying to schedule them in so this way it will enable the team to plan the jobs in advance at the sunday meeting.
Notification has gone in to the local paper and this time we have mentioned that we would like a minimum donation from callers. This is something which was discussed in November because the charity often traps cats for people who can afford to pay something, but pay either nothing or very little and of course that puts pressure on the finances. Every little helps! Particularly as we trap many cats that have no 'feeder'.
This time we want to concentrate on a large number of feral cat colonies that need attention in San Antonio and Lara, a new volunteer who lives in the area, is mapping out the colonies she has found whilst walking around the town. Another hot-bed for cat colonies seems to be Port d'es Torrent as already we have been notified of possible 30+ cats needing neutering; one lot are a colony of 15 living near a house where someone lived (rented) and then moved...but left the cats.
Let's hope the weather improves for the trapping week as so far its been grey, wet and miserable for the past couple of weeks!

How a stray cat can touch your heart...

It all started one day in March 1997. I walked every day to the Rio for exercise when suddenly around a bench was a slim, beautiful female calico cat who mewed and mewed. It suddenly struck me she was begging for food and I felt awful because I had nothing to give her. So the next afternoon, hoping I would see her again, I took a basket full of food and milk: and there she was, waiting for me. I’m sure she understood me when I promised to be back again the next day. After 3 or 4 days I decided to call her Minette and that's how a wonderful and very long love story started.

As the weeks went by I realized she was growing fatter and fatter; by mid April, there couldn't be any doubt: she was pregnant! Two weeks later, to my dismay, she vanished. I had grown attached to her so every day I returned sure she would reappear. Then in early May there she was; my Darling Minette. She was half dead with hunger and ate so fast the food was gone after only a few minutes. For more than a week things went on like that until I realised she’d had her kittens, but where was she hiding them?

Then one day she came along with a lovely white male cat with large blue eyes. Unfortunately I realized he was deaf and dumb. But this didn't stop him being so sweet to Minette and sticking close to her. I named him Arthur! I tried to follow her to find out where the kittens where being hidden, but she was too clever.

One day, she wasn't there as usual, so I started calling her and after a few minutes she came with a kitten in her mouth. How surprised and emotional I was that she now trusted me enough to introduce one of her babies: a teeny tiny little thing. Minette was so proud and that's how I found she was hiding 4 kittens in the gaps in the stone wall: 3 girls and a boy, the girls like the mother, the boy all grey and striped! Little by little they came out to play at the place! Sadly one of the little females vanished after only a few weeks. The 3 others were happily growing up though, coming every day with Mum and Dad. I baptized them: Joséphine, Pupuce, and Tiger.

When the kittens were 3 months old Minette and Arthur were neutered and ‘mum’ decided the kittens were old enough to fend for themselves. In November, getting worried about them spending winter outside, I was able to find, with the help of a German lady, a home for all the family in Germany. Minette and Arthur were more than happy to travel by air to Hamburg and their new home. The kids were something entirely different!After almost losing 3 fingers from my right hand and the left one savagely scratched I decided they just didn't want to leave me, the island or their home! And so they stayed, managing to survive the first winter and all the subsequent ones.
Pupuce died when she was 7 years old, the poor thing had a brain tumour and it really broke my heart when I had to take her to the vet to put her to sleep. Tiger, the little brother, was adopted by a Swiss couple and now lives with them, so this left only Joséphine...the lovely tri-coloured, green eyed, 13 years old Joséphine.

Michele Dussan

The Story of little Luna

Luna and her 3 brothers and sisters were born in my cactus patch to a feral cat I had thought was a male. Silly me! 2 were black, one was a white siamese like mum and the 3rd was calico (or tri-colour as they say here)

Only 3 survived because 'mum' insisted on moving them to the garden next door where there was a pond. We tried twice to move them back to our garden but to no avail. The innevitable happened - one of the kittens drowned. That probably saved the others as she moved them to our neighbours house across the road where his children started to feed and play with them.
All was well.
Children being children they got bored and the kittens were abandoned. So in August I had to start feeding kittens that had never been feral and had no idea how to get food.
The siamese kitten was always the bravest...he was first to the food and very easy to love. The calico (who we named tiny tilly after one of our own cats who was also calico) was quite sweet, but very shy. The little black one always nipped me! So with her it was a love/hate relationship!

Eventually they were old enough to have them neutered - phew, no more kittens! Over the weeks I also noticed the little black one was only nipping me because she wanted me to give her a stroke. Once she was being stroked she was in heaven. Even when I fed them she wanted love first and food second. She used to chase me down the street and only stop once I'd picked her up for a cuddle.
I named her Luna Meaning 'moon' in Spanish.

Her brother (siamese) had managed to be taken in by the neighbours across the road. Well he was the prettiest of them all. Little Luna and Tiny Tilly continued to be fed by me and I was desperate to re-home them both in Ibiza as I have too many cats already. Of course I failed.
Then Angela rang me from care4cats to say there was availability on a flight to Germany for the kittens. I couldn't believe it...they could both go together! Unfortunately it turned out only to be one place and I had the decision to make. I choose Luna because I knew she was deperate for love and attention and life on the street wouldn't suit her personality. So that was it. She was off - thanks to care4cats.

I took her to the vets to get her chipped and her passport arranged and then a month later I took her to the airport to meet her flight partner Monika. I was heartbroken at having to take her as I felt so disloyal, especially when she was sat in her basket en-route looking out at me with her paw on my hand. I nearly turned back from the aiport twice.
However I knew I couldn't give her a home and that this was her only chance.

Fast forward 3 days and she arrived in Germany to the wonderful Michael and Carmen who settled her in to their house and quickly found her a 'forever home'! FANTASTIC! 
So little Luna now has a life full of love and affection in Hamburg thanks to care4cats and their contacts in Hamburg Michael and Carmen.
Her sister, tiny Tilly is sits in my garden waiting and alone - but thanks to care4cats she is due to go in February.
Don't you just love a happy ending?

Brrrr!

Here in Ibiza we hear that the snow is thick on the ground in many places in the UK and across northern Europe too!
The winter has definitely arrived here as well and we're suffering with grey damp weather and it hasn't stopped raining or days!
Today it is 9 degrees and it's tippling it down...the mist has come in and the mountains have all but disappeared!
Tonight its set to be a cold one...so we hope where ever you are you're managing to stay warm and cosy!