The Start of My 3 Cat Journey – About Me

Cat
Cat

 

 

Hi! My name is Cat (short for Catherine) and I have three cats. I didn’t mean to accumulate three cats. It just sort of happened. Let me tell you my story.

My Background

I always grew up with animals and am an avid animal lover. I’m Hungarian and my father came from the old country and he likes to do things the way they did them back home. So we had animals. Lot

Sasha
Sasha

s of animals. Rabbits, ducks, chickens, cats and a dog. It was always my sisters and I job to feed and care for the animals so when I got older, I naturally wanted to have pets. At 18 I got a pit bull and named her Sasha. I loved that dog. She was the best dog in the whole world. I took her everywhere and when I went to work, she stayed with my Mom for doggy day care. When I was 25, I bought a house and Sasha and I moved out.  Naturally, I had a job so when I went to work, I would drop her off at my Mom’s house for doggy daycare since I would be gone for extended periods of time.

 

Cica

Cica
Cica

One day, I was outside and a black and white kitty came up to me. I said “Hi Cica”. Cica (pronunciation) is Hungarian for kitty. I thought she might be hungry as I live in a city and there are so many strays around. I grabbed a can of tuna and she gobbled it up. When I opened the door and she decided to come inside. I laughed but let her come inside and poke around. Sasha grew up with cats at my mom’s house so I wasn’t worried about her interacting with Sasha. Cica ended up making herself comfortable for THREE DAYS! LOL! When I had to go to work, I would try to get her to leave but she wasn’t having it. Finally, on the third day, she decided that she wanted to go outside but she came back and stayed. After that, it was me, Sasha and Cica for about 12 years.

Losing My Babies

Sasha passed away first and it was Cica and me after that for about 3 years. Just the two of us. Suddenly Cica got sick and passed away. It was a shock because since she was a stray, I didn’t really know how old she was. I sat around in shock, dismay, and sadness for two days.  I thought that I would give myself about a week or two before getting another animal but I knew I wouldn’t be able to sit around for long.  My love of animals and the routine of taking care of them wouldn’t let me. On the second day, I had enough alone time. Adopting another cat was what I needed to do I wanted two because I didn’t want one to be lonely while I was away at work. I picked two out on the city’s shelter website and drove down to the shelter. (Never do I pay for animals, I rescue them.)

 

Gyula & Feri

Gyula
Gyula
Feri
Feri

I didn’t end up getting the two that I picked out.   Instead, I decided to pick this beautiful gray tabby with blue eyes who had been there the longest. There was also another tabby that kept pawing me through the cage so I decided to see if he would get along with his new roommate. So I got these two guys; Gyula and Ferencz. Both are Hungarian names. Gyula (pronunciation) is Julius in Hungarian and Ferencz (pronunciation) is Francis.  I call him Feri (pronounced Feti) which is like calling him Frankie. Both names totally suit their personalities. Gyula, Feri and I began our lives together until about a year later when we got a surprise.

Zoli

Zoli
Zoli

One day I was working at my computer when I looked out the window and noticed a tiny black and white kitten climbing up my dogwood tree. I went outside to try to get him down so I could look him over and feed him.  He was so scared he scampered up the tree further.  I had to wait until my neighbor came home to get him down for me because I am afraid of heights. The poor little guy stayed up in the tree for so long but we finally got him down. The first thing my neighbor said was that I have to keep him.  He said he looked just like Cica and it was an omen. I had no intention of getting another cat and only wanted to save the little guy.  I ended up lamenting when my mother said the same thing to me about it being an omen. So Zoli (short for Zoltan) ended up joining Gyula, Feri and I. The vet said he was only about 10 weeks old! Zoli just had his birthday in September and turned 4, Feri turned 6 in August and Gyula turned 7 in August (although Gyula’s birthday recently came up for debate at a recent vet visit. More on that at a later date!). They are wonderful additions to my world and that’s how I ended up with my three cats!

Meet the cats here!