Best friends, originally uploaded by The Best of Näyrde Von Göbbels.
This is just too cute!
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My family adopted this cat at the humane society about 3 years ago. There was a sign on his cage warning us that he would constantly meow and that his first owner couldn't handle the noise. He did meow a lot at first, but after a month or so he was quiet as a mouse. He looked like a tiny rat as a kitten, and has since filled out after being fed 24/7.Today's Cat is: Pookie by Julie Lane
Hi everyone! My name is Kenny.
I was found by Idaira, my mother, right after I was born and since then I have been living in a nice house with her.
We have a good relationship and since I dont have many friends here she is my best friend. Also we celebrate the birthday together because we were born the same day.
I dont like my neighbours, in particular one black cat that always try to steal my food. I used to have a good friend when I arrived here. He was an old and friendly dog. Appart from people say that cat and dogs cannot have a good relationship, we got on well with each other and used to play a lot. Unfortunately he died and since then my mom is my only friend, although i hope to meet new friends here.
I like to be inside with my mom but I always go out everyday because I like the street, I am a little wild and I also like the freedom and to be with myself.
Last year ( 2008 ) I had the worst experience of my life because I was catnap by strangers, I disappeared for around 5 months and I know my mom had a really bad time but she never lost the hope to see me again.
I escaped very soon but the reason why I was away so long it was because it took me a long time to walk back home but thanks to my sixth sense i could find my house and arrive safe.
I still remember my mom´s face, she was really happy to see me again and wondering where I had been, I wish i could say to her why I was away so long...
ok, that´s all. If you want to know more about me just ask and don´t be shy!
Hooray for Ozzy! You can follow Ozzy's updates on Twitter.Meet Oz
Oz arrived in our home on Saturday morning, 20 January 2007. Earlier in the week I stopped by a local pet store to pick up some new food for our guys when I saw this orange tabby in a cage showing off to anybody and everybody who walked by.Admittedly, I was recently opposed to bringing a new cat into our home. However, Sasha was proving more and more that she was needing a playmate, and Rascal was becoming less and less interested in filling that role for her. It took about 30 seconds of playing with this guy in his cage to believe that he would be a perfect fit for the house; he was playful, very loving, and orange, fitting in with everyone else.
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Sasha, above left, has yet to welcome Oz with open paws, but it is obvious to us that she is very interested in him and it should only be a matter of time before she starts to roughhouse with her new brother. Rascal, above right, is content as long as the food is okay (that is dried yogurt on his nose; he is always very happy after yoggie morning).
According to the non-profit rescue group who we adopted Oz from, it was a foster home who saved the guy from being euthanized. At around eight months old, we aren't sure how long he has spent in foster homes, cages, pounds, or wherever. Although we have been keeping Oz in a spare bedroom, we have let him have the run of the house for a few hours at a time as it may be the first time in weeks or even months where he has had the opportunity to race and play. Running appears to be something he enjoys very much; he has charged tumbled, slipped, slid, and charged again over 100 times in the past 24 hours. And, he is still going strong.
More than anything, Oz loves to plop, nuzzle, nudge, and rub into us for patties, purring all the time. He seems thrilled with his new family and is already becoming very comfortable in our home. And, we're happy to have him.
Gillie likes to sit on the vent fan housing. It's a nice vantage point (about 5 feet up) from which he can survey the back yard for things to chase. To get down he goes over to the greenhouse plastic and slides down (using his claws to regulate his speed).
This is my cat Tiddles, whom I've had since I was eight. He's so big and fluffy and very heavy, but you really can't tell in this picture.Tiddles says: