Happy Caturday!

Let me formally introduce my babies and our story.

I love cats. My first was (and this is only a researched estimation) a siamese and burmese mix. His name was Ben, my brothers’ creative concoction. Ben AGain.jpg

His hobbies were sleeping, licking my face and being read to (as pictured below, modeled by my childhood self).-PAXP-deijE-PAXP-deijE

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Unfortunately, he aged, as all animals do. On Thanksgiving when I was 19, a year after I had moved out, my mom informed me that they had put him down due to medical complications.

Fast-forward three years, I had developed a certain fascination with Norwegian Forest Cats. Not only did their size attract me, but the amazing expression of their faces and the beautiful long fur. I also enjoyed the history behind the breed, which dates back to the vikings using them for catching rats on their ships. They are also the official cat of Norway.

I kept searching for possible breeders in Italy and I found a very nice and welcoming couple in a town nearby. I contacted them, and to my surprise and gratefulness, they spoke english. They had a new litter, but most of the kittens were already claimed. I contacted them in September and the kittens had been born 13 August. I expressed my interest, and they wanted to meet us. By the time we were able to visit, there was one kitten left. Her name was Bisu (short for Big Surprise).

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Soon after she was born.
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The first time we met.

A couple weeks later, and after some preparation, we brought our little nugget of joy home. She was so sweet and loving after she settled in. It took a little bit, but we came up with the name Reyna, Queen in Tagalog, because she was the new ruler of the household.

A week later, the breeders contacted us and told us that they didn’t approve of the family that was due to adopt her sister, a dark grey and white beauty named Blue Angel.

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Her little beauty mark below her lip is my favorite…and look at those little toe beans!

Long story short, one week after that, we made one more trek to the breeders’ house and collected the other new member of our clan. We liked the name Angel but we added an “H” to make it the Tagalog spelling to match her sister.

As soon as they were reunited, they became best friends.

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That is how our family became four.

Happy Caturday

 

 

Talk Tuesday #1: Introductions are in order

I figured I could start things off with a proper introduction to all of the people who probably won’t read this. My name is Morgan, I have two very large but beautiful kids, I mean cats, and a wife of two and a half years (we have not hit the point in our marriage where half years don’t matter anymore). I am 22, very white, European/Irish/whoknowswhat, currently blond, 5’5″, socially awkward and I smile too much (I always say it is because my teeth are too big for my mouth). My wife was born and raised in the Philippines. We are both in the military. I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I am an amature writer, artist and language enthusiast so we will see where that goes …

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And pictured below are the other two loves of my life. Purebred, 19 month old, very sassy Norwegian Forest Cats. We named them Reyna (grey) and Anghel (black & white), which means Queen and Angel in Tagalog (fillipino).

 

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We also have the extreme pleasure of living in North-Eastern Italy. It is an ongoing love-hate relationship that we have been living for the last two years. Two more years to go before we go back to the home-land. Here is a picture of the view off of our terrace, one of the things I do love about this area.

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Pictured above is the vineyard behind my house and the Italian Alps.

As it is past my bedtime and I have to make an early trip to the airport that is where I will leave it. Goodnight all!