Chink and Tiger are the current two cats in my life. What great cats they are. I've raised them since kittenhood.
Tiger was born inside my house. Her mother is Cleo, one of the cats that was in my cat sanctuay. Cleo decided to give birth to Tiger while I went for a swim. Really, Cleo was such a wonderful cat and while I miss Cleo, I see her every day when I look into Tiger's eyes.
Chink, on the other paw, was abadoned on the street in front of my house. Realizing she had no home, I picked her up and gave her a home. Having a second cat, at that time, was not part of the plan but I am glad it happened. Chink is a great little cat and is approximately 1 month older than Tiger.
Both Chink and Tiger have been eating a raw meat diet since they have been in my life. The main difference between Chink and Tiger is that Tiger's mother, Cleo, had healthy and nutritious breast milk while Chink's mother did not. Thus, Chink came to me slightly unhealthy but it didn't take long for her to get her strength and health.
Chink is quite the character. One time, I took her outside so I could put her on the branch of the tree. But before I knew it and with the blink of an eye, she was gone — up the mango tree she went. Luckily, the carpenter across the street was kind enough to climb the mango tree and get chink down because Chink knew how to climb up a tree — just not down. I paid the carpenter 100 pesos, which he didn't want to accept, but he earned it.
These pictures are separate to pictures of my other pets because these two are my current pets plus my first pets in the Philippines.