You know how noble and great animal activists and animal shelter organizations are? Oh, with their 24 hour around the clock, nurturing, feeding, cleaning, and caring. Basically helping creatures that aren’t able to save themselves. Those less fortunate animals.
Well, Raja’s family is a million times greater. No no, a gezillion times better. I’m serious! They make PAWS and SPCA look like child’s play.
If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought that his family were reincarnated from animals or something. So to say.
I know I’ve probably mentioned this before but it bears repetition. His family has got around 80 cats, comfortably placed in a cage that could easily be mistaken for a Bungalow. It’s even built around a tree. Basically it’s a Bungalow tree house! They’re fed 3 times a day. Bathed, towel dried, and combed. There’s even a built-in playpen with rubber toys and scratching pads. I’m starting to think that the cats are living a better life than me. Now all they need is a degree and they’re good to go.
But it doesn’t just end there. Clearly Raja’s family were destined for all things animal related. They’ve had monkeys, fishes, hamsters, geese, chickens, and EVEN goats.
Raja even had a Guinea pig appear out of nowhere in front of his doorstep. And he lives on the 6th floor. Hello?? As well as pigeons and bats flying into his living room! Once, he even found a pair of chickens in the thrash room, on the 6th floor. Again, hello??!!
A couple of weeks ago, Raja’s sister came across a couple of kids that were tormenting a dog. They were laughing, pointing, and throwing rocks at the weak and miserable defenseless dog. To make matters worst, it was chained to a fence with no water or food. The poor thing was starving.
Naturally, with that shiny golden heart of hers, she rescued it. Took it to a vet, got him vaccinated, bathed, groomed, brought it back home, and named it Bubble. Ain’t she the best?

wow 80 cats .my sister will go gugu gaga ..she crazy over cats ……………………….
Yeah, I remembered seeing her secretly roaming around my dad’s house, clutching her handbag tight. Unfortunately she forgot to bring along treats to trick my cats into jumping inside her handbag. Phew..
haahahhah