My life with cats

Two dots ... left and right...they were brother and sister, which you can't given apart . When I first saw them, I determines in my head, who is "he" and who is "she" ... and so they got the name. Right dot became Simba as he was a little lion he first awareness of the world around him ... such a naughty boy he seems. The left dot was clever, seductive and restrained cat, which is mitigated boys playfulness ... and so was named Nala. But... soon after i see, who has the "balls" and I found out that I just made a mistake in the description. Nala was he... and Simba she!
Nala was the main everywhere, and Simba become such mischievous teenager. But before they reached puberty, they almost completely devastated my potted greenery with their games. Despite quite a revised interior, they were still interesting to watch ... Soon the youth - madness is over and become the "mature" and become parents.
I did not even know how to imagine that Bimba - Simba became a mother ... but it happened anyway ... Nala - the daddy was much more mature ... hmmm ... when he became an adult cat, he became also the "main man" in the house and one day he decided to complain, if he see a real man, a human male ... he tried hard to push intruder back with snarls and cat roar ... if he was a cat ...he would surely obey... haha ...
And than one day I came home from work and a small family waited for me ... two little black and white balls have already been there, and soon were joined by two more ... and Simba the mother was really nice and cleared up all and happily gave up to her new role . But the next morning there was one dead puppy ... mnya ... that's the way it is ... the other three are happily enjoy screenings belly and the presence of her mother. After about a week, new members have already got their names ... the biggest was almost white with one big black dot.and Called him Flek, the second one - Male%u010Dka get two little dots from both of her parents, and the third one - Damica was... just cute little dalmatian ... The two of them and Simba and Nala went to new owners, only Damica remained at home. She stayed with me even when I moved to another city... and he gets a new name... Haska... because she looks like a dog hasky... About her i will tell you next time :)

This is a cat who is now with me, Haska ... unfortunately when i moved in to another apartment i couldn't take all cat with me... so other cats now living with another family ...
Haska is friendly, nice, obedient, in short... right cat. Unlike my previous feline friends is also very obedient ... do not walk on tables, not destroying my flowers and sharpens claws only on well-defined place. She is special in one thing too she has no voice ... instead of "meow" sounds just a kind of "meee" ... it is nice when she turns her whiskers and tries to say something ... :)
Sometimes is like a dog ... haha ... every day at six gets a treat - "stick" it is called ... she knows exactly when it's time for its delicacy and she is going on around the legs ... that you can't step anywhere near the closet when i have this sticks... When we forget that it is time for the stick, she desperately tries to attract the attention ...because she can't meow.. she usually get an attention with trowing something that makes some noise... :)
Most of the day she sleeps in various impossible poses, but in the morning, when my partner goes to work and I want to sleep a little bit longer, she starts making noises too ... at first she throw things down from the table and then she figures out that she can move handsets from the phone and it starts beep so laud that i simply must wake up and get her a breakfast.
But last year we buy a house and now she can't do this anymore... she has a new strategy to wake me up... but about this some other time...:)