A story of eight wonderful cats

The Eight Cats of my Life

I am Bacha. I was born in 2011. Alas, my family didn’t want me, so I ended up in a cage in a room with several other cats in cages. Although the food was good I didn’t like it at all there. So when Mum and Dad came one day to look at us imprisoned cats I decided to go home with them. It wasn’t difficult. All that was needed was a bit of charm. You can read about me in Mums book: The Eight Cats of my Life. You can buy the book at Mums Danish publisher, Forlaget Mellemgaard, or at Amazon.

I am Lal. I was born in 2015. My first Mum was a very lovely woman who took care of me very well. Of course I also had my mother who gave  birth to me. And I had a lot of siblings and cousins. I also had aunts to look after me so I was never lonely. That is because my first Mum was a real catlover. Her house was full of cats. I never expected to leave that house and my Mum. But one day when I was very little two people came to visit us. They wanted to hold me and my siblings in their hands. They talked to us and they looked at us. I didn't know then that they would become my new Mum and Dad. But in the end after many visits and more lifting, talking and looking they chose me. What else could they do. And that's good. They are easy to control and they give me plenty of food, so I am actually quite satisfied with that arrangement.

You can read about me in Mums book: The Eight Cats of my Life.

You can buy the book at Mums Danish publisher, Forlaget Mellemgaard, of at Ammazon.

Cats are fun to be with. They have their own personality, which is one thing that the eight cats of my book most definately prove. Especially I have always enjoyed the interaction between two or more cats. Over the years I have seen how different groups of my cats interact in very different ways with one another. Not two cats are alike and not two catgroups are alike. I find that very intriguing and that’s partly why I have written this little book about my cats through forty years. But also because cats put you into the most bizarre situations. Situations that sometimes demand for your stomach to be strong. And some times over the years the cats brought tears to my eyes. That’s when I had to accept that one of my beloved cats had become ill. To lose a cat is a painful affair. But still don’t hesitate to get a cat of your own. Or even better two. Read my book and you will be well prepared.

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29.05 | 17:06

Mine burmesere har heller aldrig haft problemer med at åbne kattelemmen selvom den var låst indefra! De andre har aldrig lært det😊!
Da jeg lejede mig ind på en vens bondegård med bl.a høns var der en tydelig forskel på mine to burmesere og de to Maine Co