I LOVE cats. With a capital L.
If I had my way, my house would be full of them…but because I’m broke and Asian (mostly the latter), I live with my parents – who hate cats.
It’s funny coz I’m the only one in my family who likes cats. Of course, dogs are cute too but cats are just so… full of character, you know? I like how haughty they are and how they always have that ‘Do I Look like I Give A Shit? Unless you have food’ look.
When I found out there was a cat in E’s mum’s house, I was overjoyed because that meant lots of fluffy to play with. Turns out, Meme was a mean cat; biting and scratching whenever we wanted to pet him. Don’t be fooled by that saintly expression and soft belly, it hurts when he bites! 😦
This behaviour was totally different from the E’s cat, Jepp, the most adorable cat on the planet. Jepp is patient, doesn’t bite and scratch, and will let you manhandle (ie squeeze) him without batting an eyelid.
“Omg the miming (cat) is so mean. But I wanna play with some cats,” I pouted.
Turns out, there was a Cat Cafe near his house. Hallelujah!
The small but cosy cafe is tucked inside a commercial building on the second floor, so look out for signs. Before entering, we had to sign a waiver, sanitize hands and wear flipflops provided by the cafe. Once inside, there was a small kitchen counter and loads of cat paraphernalia.
All the cats here are rescued from the streets: you can find their pictures and names on one side of the wall.
More kitty and other animal souvenirs.
And… there they were. THE CATS. I counted at least 8. The cafe is very cat friendly, with loads of nooks and crannies, high shelves and corners for the cats to jump and play in. Due to limited space, the cafe can only hold about 15 people max. There are no chairs so you have to sit on the floor – not that we minded, as the kitties strolled past and rubbed against our legs. We were lucky because there weren’t many people when we dropped by.
Some of the kitties were sleeping. ermehgerd I could have exploded with happiness.. nevermind that I left with fluff all over my shirt. Looking at cute cats just melts my stress away.
People say I have cats on the brain.. and that’s true. I think I love cats more than children. I know how my friends see it : I can practically picture them rolling their eyes when I’m enthusing about how Jepp is so intelligent. And fluffy. And cute. And fat. And a fluffball. And so cute. Ugh.
“You treat that cat like a baby, and he’s not even yours,” my mum said.
Damn right !
Newspaper clippings, articles and pretty sketches.
“Mama” cat, who was rather unfriendly lol.
Visitors can use feathered toys and whatnot to play with the cats. There are some house rules to abide to to ensure the cats (and humans) are safe and happy.
Once I sat down, this silky black cat wearing the cutest ‘Ateneo’ blue vest walked right up to me and sat in my lap as if he owned it. I fell in love <3.
We were lucky coz the cats were feeling needy, walking up to us for pets and affection.
I’ve seen too many cats that give me the ‘wtf don’t touch me I’m not in the mood’ look – they’re very different from dogs – but the cats here were friendly and cuddly.
To enter the cafe, you need to pay PHP200 per person, which includes PHP100 worth of food and drinks. These are mostly snacks like biscuits and ice-blended smoothies. We ordered a Macadamia cookie with Peanut Butter ice blended drink.
Food and drink was decent enough. But who in their right mind can concentrate on these when there are so many fluffies just walking around, waiting to be played with and petted?
Ne’er a truer saying.
Verdict: If you love cats, this is Mecca. So come.
MANILA CAT CAFE
2nd Floor, 189 Maginhawa St. corner
Makadios St., Sikatuna Village, 1101 Quezon City, Philippines
Phone: +63 922 836 4441
Opening hours: Daily (12pm -1opm)
More info: http://catcafemanila.com
*Bookings are strongly encouraged. They will only allow walk-ins if there is space in the cafe.