Greetings from my Fatherās house in sunny Greece. I am sitting here on the āhaĆÆtaiā (Greek for big balcony) typing away, surrounded by my Dadās many adopted cats, which feels very apt since I have been made aware that today isĀ International Cat DayĀ š¾ . So I thought the best way to celebrate this VERY important event would be to introduce you to some of my Greek feline friendsā¦
Just a few of the cats my father has adopted š±
Anyone who has been to Greece will know there are a lot of feral cats. When my parents moved here my Greek Grandmother warned āDonāt feed the cats! Or they will never leave!ā But how you could you possibly ignore that advice? Especially if you are a softy like my Mother, and the son of a vet and all round animal lover like my Father.
It all started with the sweetest little cat whom we named Penelope. She was a tiny tabby who was incredibly sweet natured and affectionate. Her first litter consisted of 2 beautiful cats, a totally black boy called Batty and a stylish Beige one we named Armani. They became greatly loved house cats. Penelope was still quite wild and would disappear off for long periods of time, and one day she came returned with a tiny grey kitten who was very smelly. We think they had been living with a goat in the neighbourās garden, so the grey kitten rather unfortunately acquired the name Pongy.
It all started with the sweetest little cat whom we named Penelope. She was a tiny tabby who was incredibly sweet natured and affectionate. Her first litter consisted of 2 beautiful cats, a totally black boy called Batty and a stylish Beige one we named Armani. They became greatly loved house cats. Penelope was still quite wild and would disappear off for long periods of time, and one day she came returned with a tiny grey kitten who was very smelly. We think they had been living with a goat in the neighbourās garden, so the grey kitten rather unfortunately acquired the name Pongy.
Penelope
I will skip out the soap opera (quite literally) of the next 20 years of cats that have inhabited our house. Now we have around 25 cats that are being fed and cared for. The situation is a quite out of control, but every time my father neuters 3, 3 more appear! I have looked into taking them back to the UK to get them adopted but itās really expensive and quite arduous for the cat too.
Of course they all have different personalitiesā¦
Pierre, who likes to jump into any box or bag as soon as it appears. Tigger, sitting in comfort.
Alice is the top cat, she was given to us to adpot by a friend and settled in from day one. We are all in love with Archie, my father accidentally ran him over when he was tiny and it was touch and go if he would make it. He pulled through with just a paralysed tail and is stupidly affectionate, always looking for the nearest lap to jump into.
