Five years ago I was working in an office on the outskirts of Ljubljana, the
capital of Slovenia. A grey female short-haired cat started visiting the
garden of the house where the office was located. Some other people working
for a different company, but in the same house, and I fed her and much later
we found out that she belonged to some people in the nearby block of flats
who probably dumped her when she became pregnant :( We all took care of her
and the kittens she later had. I decided to adopt one of the kittens, a
female one. I wanted to wait until the kittens are 3 months old, before
taking her away from her mommie. I was very torn about that decision because
kids from a nearby elementary school were really mean to the kittens. When I
worked I could look out the window from time to time and yell at the kids to
leave the kittens alone, but I was afraid what went on in the rest of the
days. Finally kittens were 3 months old and one day I brought a cage to take
the girl kitten I picked home with me. But when I finished working that day
the kitten I chose was nowhere to be found. I was contemplating what to do
when Soncek (I named him later - that means "sunshine" in Slovene) came
along. I picked him up and he promptly fell asleep in my lap. I realized
that was what was meant to be, so I took Soncek home with me. When I got him
home, he suddenly didn't want to cuddle anymore, he would not let me pick
him up and it took years (he was 5 in June) so that he tolerates a bit more
my (what must seem to him) endless show of affection. But temperatures are
slowly dropping and last winter he decided that lying on my stomach while I
read in bed is a good thing. I think so too.
Soncek's mommie was later spayed and her kittens all found their
onetruehomes.
I do hope the story I wrote wasn't too long.
Best wishes,