mycatse

Sasska was the first cat in my life. She joined me on a age of 7 weeks and was my pleasure for 17 years. I still miss her and have to confess that I am comparing the other cats with her.

Sasskababy

Sasska in snow

To reduce my sorrow Babrie came, a really nice cat, but he was used to going outside whenever he wanted to. But this was not possible in my flat and so he became rather wild and angry. At least my little daughter was afraid of him and did not leave her room any more. Therefore I had to give him away, but Babrie seems to be very happy in his new home.

Babrie1

Not the same for me. My home was still without cat and therefore only a half home. So I caught Roxy from the animal asylant, a cat difficult to handle. She had lived as a strayer in Istanbul, where her experience with mankind seems not to be the very best. She was extremly shy, to say the truth she left her cat cave only in the night to eat and play.

Roxy3

Although I was rather sad about the situation to live with and without cat at the same time, I did not want to return her to the animal asylant and tried to live with the situation...

...until Lucky stumbled into my life, a 8 months old little cat with bad experiences, too, but very nice and cuddle, so that nobody is able to be angry with him about his little jokes and nonsense.

Lucky1

But the very best: since Lucky was living with us Roxy seemed to be another cat. After 1,5 years we could admire all her beauty and even crawl her. Now the only wish I have was, that the two cats were as happy as I was.

RoxyandLucky

The two cats could enjoy their frendship for almost 5 years, then Roxy went over the Rainbow Bridge, only 11 years old. I am really sad abut this, I hoped to give her some more nice years. Because of Lucky being lonesome too, I took Tinka for him in my house. She likes to cuddle all the time and you can see that she is a friend for Lucky, too.