So, before I start, I just wanna say that besides hamster cats are my second obsession. I have had cats since I can remember and they are in very special place in my heart.
Ever since I can remember my family would have a cat or couple of them. But sadly, they would allways end up sad way. First cats I can remember of are Žućo and Sivka. They were brother and sister that I got from my grandma. Žućo was short haired yellow cat, and Sivka was gray long haired female. I don't really know how Žućko ended, but we had pretty much trouble with Sivka. Once she decided to play with already dead mouse trapped on glue. We ended up cutting her hair. She looked pretty scary, but funny at same time. Some other time, she got hit by car. I was really scared and thought she would die. She folowed my and mum ridding bikes. She was bleeding hard from her head. My friend said she will be OK. And she was. I don't remember if she had any kittens, I just know she lived with us couple more years before dying. She was great cat.
After her, I had Cicko. One day I was going back home from school with friend and found lost kitten, actually young cat. I decided to bring it home. At first we thought it was girl, but later it turned out she was he. He lived like 2-3 years until he disappeard. Later I found out that my friend mentioned above, my best friend, shoot it with his shotgun. Cicko was good cat, but he wasn't really house pet.
From that time, I didn't have cat for a while. Then one day my dad called home from work. The local stray near his job had litter and was hit by trunk. We decided on adopting two kittens; Tikki and his sister whose name I can't remember, but think it was Nella or Nalla. Anyway, the next day dad brought home another kitty; Brza. They were like two weeks old. Tikki was hit by car when they were like month old and he lost lower lip. Anyway, two months later family went to summer vacation and left kittens with granny. When we got home only Brza left. Later we noticed other two living in our street at some people's. They were probably playing near street and kids took them. Anyway, Brza made great pet. She lived with us 2 years. It was like May, she was pregnant like baloon, and she got hit by car. Kids were playing on street and said she was hit on purpose.
That's it, I QUIT. Cats suck. They all keep dying on you and break your heart.
In autumn the same year stray kitten moved in our basement. I didn't want to bond with her. But as the time was passing, I started building relationship with her. She had really weird voice and was meowing in strange way sho my mum named her Mao Mao. Eventually next year she gave birth to 6 kittens of wich one was dead. When they grew up, I rehomed all exept Flekica, who still lives with me. Mao was also hit by car. I was really sad she died but it was easier to overcome the sadness with another cat.
This spring Flekica got girlfrind, feral cat whom I named Mamingkah, and they got three kittens.
