Hi I'm Maya, and I'm a bush cat, try my best to keeping to myself. 
Maya
Female · Adult (about 11 years) · Tortie
favourite thing: observing the world from a hide-out, looking at humans that are strange and noisy.
Health checklist
- Microchipped
- Vaccinated
- Spayed / neutered
- Dewormed
- Tested & health-checked
Maya's story
I 've turned 11 yo last 21 February/ I was born in a house with siblings. Despite all that I am really a scaredy cat. I do not like noise at all, generally it makes me flee. Right now I am spending long hours at home, because the human that cares for me finds my age and my constant disappearing chapters too much of a worry,
Where we to live in peaceful surrounding I would certainly be out and about. And much happier. You can adopt me or simply sponsor me. My health is really good. My little issues with bacteria from ticks are a story of the past, when I was only 6 months old. Since then I am leading a very healthy life.
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A day at Mumcat. Thirty cats. One human. Starting at 8 a.m.
Every morning begins with a tour of the house, a good morning in a very silly voice, and a quick inventory of what was knocked over in the night.
Breakfast is served in shifts. An inhaler for Malu. Eye drops for Bagheera. Thyroid medicine for Nera, hidden in a generous helping of Churu. Some cats eat together. Some cats eat together with no one, ever. And Evita has, of course, already come to ask.
Then: the dishes, the beds, the big sandbox, and a little purring time. While the cats nap, she hunts online for bulk deals. Thirty cats get through a lot of sand.
Afternoons belong to the vet, usually twice a week, two cats at a time. Or to the shopping: sand, kibble, cans and special diets. Or to the laundry: quilts, cushions, blankets… all freshly washed for the nap spots.
At seven, the bag is filled, and she heads out to the street colony. A few cats sit with her. A few have to be called. Dishes are filled in two or three places.
Then, home for the last meal of the day. It is always very much appreciated. You can tell by the hissing.
At one in the morning: the last pills for Nera, the last drops for Bagheera, and a final check that every dish has a little kibble. Then, finally, someone else gets to sleep.
That was a real day at Mumcat. Tomorrow, she does it all again.