Beloved Cats

I prefer a cat before a dog. A dog one can train to do certain things and then it loses a part of it's personality, but a cat is always a cat and nothing else than a cat.
To the right is the cat from my parents home. Her name were "Misu Mölli". At the age 0f 12 she suddenly disappeared one day. The black spots on her left cheek is a fault in the photo.


1981 to 1983 I rented a leisure cottage outside Gothenburg and had 4 cats. Sissi, Sara, Sigrid and Pricken. The three first ones were sisters. Sissi were grey with white paws and the two others grey tiger coated. I got them when they were 8 weeks old. On the left you see "Sara". "Pricken" (no photo) were a half brother and 6 months younger and white with black spots. When "Sigrid" were a year old she disappeared one afternoon. I searched after her in the area for a week but not a trace could be found. Suddenly I couldn't have cats for my landlord so I had to put them to death.

		From 1983 to 1996 I didn't have a cat. In the spring 1997 my daughter come home with a 6 months old cat and said it was going to be deserted and asked me if we could keep him. Who can say no? On the photo to the left he is 2 years old. When I and my common law wife separated autumn 2003 she took care of "Tigge" because he got on well with her. But he hasn't settled in her new apartment so he was put down.
As we wanted a friend to "Tigge" I saw a advertisement in a paper about a family who's children had begun to develop an allergy and therefore couldn't keep their cat. "Zelma" come to us in the autumn 1997 and about 8 months old. I took care of her at the separation but she didn't settle in my new apartment and started to pee all over, so I had to put her down.


When the loss after "Zelma" become to big I checked for advertisements for cats. Answered on one with 6 male cats and 12 weeks old. When I got there to check them out it was "Bosse Bus" who approached me so the choice was simple. There isn't anything that I do in the household witch he isn't helping me to do. Cleaning, cooking, washing up and he is always sitting a half meter away watching me.
		Here is "Bosses" favourite spot when I'm sitting and doing something with my computer.

On these last pictures "Bosse " has grown and is one year and eight years old. On my move to Örebro, Bosse started to pee and left droppings all over, because of stress with a new place. I tried a lot of things to calm him down, but nothing helped. So 25-1-2019 I had to let him pass to cat heaven at 15 and a half year of age.

		A while ago a newspaper here in Gothenburg had an article about cats that a veterinarian clinic had received because of neglect, and they searched for new homes to the cats. I phoned but they already got homes for these ones, but they took my phone number because they expected in some more cats. One day the phone rang and that's how Baloo come in to my life A bundle of energy who isn't a least afraid of Bosse who is 5 kilos (10 lbs) heavier, Baloo just fold his ears backwards an attacks, but usually ends up in disadvantage, but soon as Bosse lets him up he catches his breath and wham on again.
Afterwards they can be nice and cosy in Bosse's favourite box.
I by cat sweets made of milk and catnip. They go nuts when I take the sweet box. And Baloo has his own style eating sweets, He grabs them with his paw and eats them from there.

Here Baloo five years old. At 15 years and 11 months Baloo got a tumor under his chin, and it was not fixable, so he was put to sleep May 25 2023.

	This is Dixie. A cat I adopted from a cat home for runaway cats. He is about 1 year old.

Here is some photos from friends and other people I know. Remember, all these photos are © copyrighted by the people who have given me permission to use them on this home page.

		I'm helping Norman from Georgia USA to translate his computer program "GenDesigner" to Swedish. He surfed in to my homepage and found that I love cats as well and did send these photos by e-mail.
A quote from Norman "I include another picture made at Christmas two years ago, when Myszka was 6 months old and Kotek was 12.5. As Myszka was young and very playful, we did not dare to set up a big Christmas tree, but got a heavy, potted Norfolk Island pine (Araucaria) and dressed it. Under the tree we always include presents for the cats, usually a small burlap bag with catnip. Kotek always would find it and unwrap it very skilfully. In this picture Myszka observes the older cat and learns from him." Kotek passed away 2012 due to illness.
		Normans two new cats, Pelagia on top, Felicjana to the left.

		My friend Ingemar who plays a lot of Call of Duty over the internet with me, sent me these photos.
He writes, "Here is a picture of my two beautiful daughters. My oldest one’s name is Elin and she is ten years old. The younger is (when this picture was taken) only eight weeks old and her name is Sally. I was not planning to get more “children” but after a long night at the pub, I chaired taxi with some other people in my neighbourhood. We decided to “end” the night with a beer at one of them. To make a long story short, I walked home four o’clock in the morning with Sally. Who can resist those eyes! On the other picture Sally is out on a discovery trip in our garden. Everything is very suspicious the first time outdoors!"
		Here's Sally two years.

		An old friend of mine sent photos of his cat Zero.



		Peter in Billeberga Sweden also has a homepage with cats, and wanted to have Felix on my page. He writes: Felix is 10 years now, outdoor cat sometimes and indoor when it suits him. As you can see. mice is one off the favourite foods to the masters appreciation (he's keeping the mice at bay so to speak). Felix passed away due to high age almost 17 years old November 12:th 2013 To Peters Homepage.

One of my friends who lives in Arbrå Sweden has a cat which is AMAZING 22 years old.