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I was Angel Of The Week: 26 February 2024 - 3 March 2024
I was Pet Of The Week: 25 March 2019 - 31 March 2019
Last seen: 14 hour/s ago | |||
| Age | : | 2 years | |
| Sex | : | male | |
| Breed | : | norwegian forest cat | |
| Species | : | cat | |
| Family | : | Rangoon | |
| Country | : |  | |
| Joined | : | 28 August 2013 | |
| Born | : | 18 June 2000 | |
| Passed away | : | 18 June 2002 | |
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More about me
There is not much to tell, as I haven't lived long enough to have stories to tell.
I was born in Switzerland, at the breeders- there was a big cat family, a lot of grown up cats, teen-cats are kittens.
Allready as a tiny kitten I was very curious and always tried to sneak out - a forest was nearby. I did really - the day my for ever humans came to take me home. And everybody looked for me for hours.
I had this call of wilderness in me, because my grandfahter was a real wild cat. It was even in my papers. He lived in Norway and was caught for breeding purposes and then - once his job was done - released to freedom in the Norwegian Forest.
And I hated the car. The whole way to my for ever home, I cried, meowd and howled. And it was not that far away - only some 40 km. I could have make this way on foot more comfortably.
At home - surprise. No brothers nor sister but a cat, even smaller than I was. It was Rangoon - he had lived there for about 4 days and it was clear, he considered himself the First Cat. We had some fights. But with time we became inseparrable brothers - I admited, he was the clever one, he admited I was the stronger one. We had a lot of adventures together. We even had a nanny - a wild black cat lady who taught us to hunt mice and birds.
Rangoon was a good hunter but rather a stay-at-home cat, while iIwas driven by mu wanderlust. I made several wanderings on the fileds and in the village, met some people and children and made friends - and Mum didn't know about it.
My wanderlust had fatal consequences. Just on my second birthday, after the dinner of shrimps, I left secretly to visit some places known only to me. While I was walking back home, I met a speeding car head on - and that was it.
I like... chasing mice, wandering about... I enjoy playing with colored mice and eating shrimp...I was born in Switzerland, at the breeders- there was a big cat family, a lot of grown up cats, teen-cats are kittens.
Allready as a tiny kitten I was very curious and always tried to sneak out - a forest was nearby. I did really - the day my for ever humans came to take me home. And everybody looked for me for hours.
I had this call of wilderness in me, because my grandfahter was a real wild cat. It was even in my papers. He lived in Norway and was caught for breeding purposes and then - once his job was done - released to freedom in the Norwegian Forest.
And I hated the car. The whole way to my for ever home, I cried, meowd and howled. And it was not that far away - only some 40 km. I could have make this way on foot more comfortably.
At home - surprise. No brothers nor sister but a cat, even smaller than I was. It was Rangoon - he had lived there for about 4 days and it was clear, he considered himself the First Cat. We had some fights. But with time we became inseparrable brothers - I admited, he was the clever one, he admited I was the stronger one. We had a lot of adventures together. We even had a nanny - a wild black cat lady who taught us to hunt mice and birds.
Rangoon was a good hunter but rather a stay-at-home cat, while iIwas driven by mu wanderlust. I made several wanderings on the fileds and in the village, met some people and children and made friends - and Mum didn't know about it.
My wanderlust had fatal consequences. Just on my second birthday, after the dinner of shrimps, I left secretly to visit some places known only to me. While I was walking back home, I met a speeding car head on - and that was it.
I am special because... enormous tail, sweet disposition, loud purring
