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Meet the Residents: PIPER — The Elusive Queen of Side-Eyes, Shredded Arms & Emotional Chaos. The blog.

Introducing: Piper.

The elusive queen of side-eyes, shredded arms & emotionally withholding snuggles.

Born (ish) October 2016, she’s a proud ear-tipped graduate of the TNR (Trap-Neuter-Return) program — though she spectacularly failed the “R” part.


Piper came from Ottawa Stray Cat Rescue, where she went by Nicole.

(She’s definitely more of a Piper… though even that doesn’t quite capture her energy. “Brooding shadow demon in fur coat” feels closer.)


Originally scooped up from a feral colony, she was classified as “not quite feral, not quite housecat” — basically a cryptid with potential. The kind of creature only a very specific brand of weirdo could love.

Lucky for both of us, I’m exactly that weirdo.


From Cryptid to Couch Ghost


Piper came bonded with her son, Milo (fka Bleue), & after one failed adoption (turns out not everyone’s dream pet is a half-feral mother-son duo that hisses for sport), they found their forever home with me in July 2018.


I met them in their foster home in Aylmer, QC — two ghostly shapes hiding in a spare room, glaring like I’d just walked in on a séance. I fell in love instantly.


Normally there’s a formal adoption process — background checks, interviews, personality tests — but the rescue was run by my vet at the time. She just looked at me & said, “Yeah, you’re their kind of unhinged. Go get your carriers.”


So I did.


Piper Facts™


People? Terrifying. Animals? Soulmates. I still don’t know if she takes after me or if we’ve just trauma-bonded.


Frankie’s doppelgänger: She looks eerily like my late OG cat, DiFranco (Frankie). I swear the universe sent her as a haunted sequel.


Carrier = carnage. Her first vet visit was straight-up horror. I left covered in scratches & bites while Dr. Jones calmly did the exam like a battlefield medic.


Lap pee incident: Once, during a towel-wrap maneuver, she panicked & peed directly in my lap. Neither of us has emotionally recovered.


Affection, but make it unreachable: She arches for pets just slightly out of reach — like she’s mocking the concept of human attachment.


Couch nap miracle: After years of suspicion, she finally chose to nap beside me this summer. I cried. She probably judged me for it.


Hunter’s ride-or-die: The day she moved in, she walked right past me & showered the resident dog with love. I’m still offended. She is obsessed with Hunter these days. Aren't we all?


The Emotional Enigma


Piper is beautiful, shy, dramatic, emotionally unavailable & possibly plotting my death — and I adore her.


I don’t know what her early life was like, but it clearly wasn’t sunshine & catnip. She deserved better. So now she gets the freedom to haunt my furniture, hiss at guests, & stare at me like I’m a tax auditor.


Piper, you can hide behind furniture forever. I’ll still be here — with treats, trauma, & unconditional love — waiting for you to decide I’m tolerable.

Even if it takes until 2030.


Love you forever, my fierce little ghost.





🖤 Stay tuned for the next post in our “Meet the Residents” series, Milo…

Because at Hoomane, we celebrate every creature — from the chaos gremlins to the couch cryptids.


With fur, fangs & fight-the-system energy.

— hoomane.


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