11/02/2025
Bye bye our little black mamba…Momi…the story will be long but worth of every word…
After few hard weeks of trying to comfort our old and sick pet, Happy Paws crew had to say forever goodbye to our 16,5 y old cat Momi…
Momi story started some 16,5 years ago when the groomer had a regular office job and her colleague from UK came one morning with very crazy story about the small black kitten…
It was actually kitten from her aunt who decided to come and visit her niece from UK to Amsterdam for a weekend. Few days before that aunt got small black kitten and would leave it for a weekend at home with plenty of food and water with neighbor to visit her when she can. She packed her carry on bag, tried to call kitten to give her goodbye kiss and since she couldn’t find her thinking she sleeps somewhere warm at home, she left to the airport. That February is was quite cold with lot of snow and some flights were delayed, the bag was scanned twice, nobody saw anything and when she arrived to Amsterdam, she opened the bag to show my colleague gifts she brought from UK, the small black kitten said Mijaouuuuuu….the kitten was brought in the carry on bag without any knowledge of the aunt to Amsterdam….they both were shocked…my colleague had severe cat hair allergy so she couldn’t keep the kitten and her landlord wouldn’t approve it anyway….and if they want to get kitten back to UK, it must stay in the quarantine for 6 months…what a sad life would that be. They brought kitten to the animal shelter for cats in Amsterdam and left it there….now our groomer heard that story and was shocked on the fact that kitten actually survived in the bag full of clothes and gifts. One important moment was crucial for our groomer to go and get this kitten (without driver knowledge), and that was the fact that this kitten was completely black….our driver had a black cat for long time before he met the groomer, it was his roommate and the best buddy at that time. Unfortunately, it had issues with kidneys and had to be put down…now there is a small black kitten in this specific shelter, they didn’t announce it for adoption yet and our groomer really wanted to adopt this crazy adventurous kitten. She arranged everything with the shelter (some close connections needed to be pulled) but she did it all without driver’s knowledge, during office hours kitten ended up for the rest of the working day in groomers’ office where all colleagues came there and were sitting on the floor playing with the kitten. Nobody worked, all meetings were cancelled and it was the most funniest day in the office ever for all employees on our floor. Now the trick was how to bring kitten home and ‘convince’ driver to keep it…we already had 2 cats and one dog…no kids at that time. Groomer learn a super nice trick saying that kitten was the gift and you can’t say no to the gift….at least in her culture it was very impolite to reject a gift….so it worked. The moment our driver saw this little black kitten in the middle of the room was the nicest look groomer saw on his face….kitten officially got a home but we were struggling with the name…since she is from uk we were thinking of Lady Di, or even Margaret , but after we realized she is nothing sweet and lovely as she presented herself at the first day, we started calling her terrorist…now will explain why: she tortured our driver…out of the sudden she would jump and bite his toes sticking under the blanket during the sleep, or start licking his head also during the night, but only one spot that one morning when driver woke up he thought he has bald spot on his head, during attending online meetings from home, she would jump on his back sticking her nails to his skin where he wouldn’t be able to get her off himself and all colleagues had to laugh hard….even our Head of Entertainment department ended up at the doctor as 3 months old baby when she jumped on his head while in playing and scratched him, groomer’s father who was holding baby while it happened almost had heart attack seeing it…baby and grandpa survived….and Momi got her official name Osama (yes we know it is not politically correct but it fitted her so well). Then when she started going out in the garden we didn’t want to scare our neighbors calling her this name, we renamed it into nickname Momi…but our vet still called her Terror.
Momi lived to be 16,5 y old, we loved her dearly, especially our driver…it was his black mamba as he called her….until yesterday. We all made decision to put her to sleep….she had brain stroke, couldn’t walk anymore, started having more pain and was urinating and p**p over herself. For 2 months we could manage it but last weekend we said, it is game end.
We all are heart broken, so many stories and memories we could write a boot about her but we took her all around her favorite places outside of our home, then the garden she loved to lay and sunbathing, her shed she would often sleep on a warm mat….then our groomer asked her to drop by sometimes when we are in the garden as she would always be around sitting area, that this will always stay her garden and to give her a sign that she is doing ok even not being here with us anymore…lot of tears in Happy Paws and will stay for a while but Momi did as she promised. Yesterday going out of the vet with her dead body in groomer’s hands, there was this bird out of nowhere into groomers face that went into the sky so high showing that Momi soul is somewhere above and last night snowing was also a sign for us as groomer asked her to send something falling from high above (thinking of feather). It was a sign and she is doing ok…
We are still in mourning over so much of love and so many memories but the show must go on and all the grooming appointments are on schedule for this week…
Thanks Momi, terrorist, black mamba, our little old lady
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