KCA Lost Boys Abu Dhabi

It's been awhile. Not because I haven't needed the cathartic safety of getting my words out, but purely due to time. Never in my life have I been so aware of time. It's running through my hands like water and I just dont have enough ways to catch it. Time spent walking, searching, hoping. Time spent brainstorming, planning, scheduling. Time spent juggling, making do and making up. Time has become my enemy. I've always said spend your time well. If you had 1,140 pounds, dirhams or dollars every day, you would spend wisely. 1,140 is how many minutes there are in a day. Each and every one of those minutes are gifted to us for an unknown amount of time, every day. Every second counts. I am 'spending' my time looking for my boys. Time I would have had to allocate everyday to normal life 'stuff'. Now I'm super conscious of spending it as best I can. Sort and care for all the cats we now have, look after our home, our garden... which is a little worse for w...

Day 150 I am starting to feel everything is falling in on me. I need five of me to achieve all the things I want. I want to help as many as I can while prioritising bringing Blacky and Winnie home. They've left such a big hole in our life that we need them to complete us. We are missing them terribly. No less than 150 days ago.  I should check how many cats we have marked off as not being ours. That's awful as everyone of the cats we have looked at doesn't have a home. I know they are well looked after by the colony carers, but our cats loved their soft furnishings. Always on our bed, the sofa or our lap. How will they cope swapping all that for cold desert floors, soon to be hot? With the weather changing my anxiety for finding them, and the worry for all the other cats on the streets is exhausting me. I feel our window of opportunity is closing. Most of my non-searching hours are spent swotting up on policies, procedures and the law regarding animal welfare here. Sadly, t...

We are now 15 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻🐈  This wasn't the way Dave and I saw our life going, but that old clichè saying - it is what it is, is what it is. A day in our life pre 9th of October 2022. Lazy..... relaxed and calm. I had recently retired. I was baking, making fancy dinners for us. Even had a go at candle making. Thinking of things to do to fill my day. Dave would come home, we'd eat, chat, watch a movie, in bed by 9pm. Nothing pressing. Weekends we would go to the mangroves,  walk round a mall. Just chilling.  Our only commitments were zoom calls with friends and family.  The occasional social event with friends... Blacky, Monty, Winnie and Squeaky had a quiet relaxed life too. Noms had arrived 1 year before the boys were taken and Monty raised her. Pepe turnt up just before the boys were taken, and Peggy had been living out the front under our car - her choice. We persuaded her to come in. We were 7. 🐈 😻 🐈‍⬛️ 😺 🐱 😸 🐈  Then it all changed....