Bucharest Views

Just so you know where I come from...

Here's a pic from my old house, where Mommy and Daddy found me.

And here's a view from the main road, still there. We still live in the neighborhood.

How My Life Changed

Mommy and Daddy had to find a new place in June. They did, but this time it was located at the second floor. I couldn't go out of the window when and how I wanted anymore. Mommy didn't know if they should take me with them or leave me here with all my mommies and daddies.

In the end, I had to take a six-hour long trip to see Gramma and Granpa and stay with them for almost two months until Mommy and Daddy would come home from their vacation.

That's when I met Jessie - she's a little fat and slow, but that's because she's getting older. She was very interested in meeting me, but we only brushed against each other a few times and nothing more.

Jess was the first kitty in the house when Shelly, the previous cat died. She is very spoilt, Mommy says, but very sweet. She can open doors, climb on top of them, pee in the sink. She eats all the plants in the house.

Then there was Jimmy and Candy. Jimmy attacked me a few times. Mommy says she's a very sweet cat normally, but very territorial. I had stolen her room and slept with Gramma while I was there. She was jealous. Candy also. Candy was so stressed to see me around that she got a bad rash. I hope she got over it now.

This is Jimmy. Mommy and her cousin called her Jimmy because they didn't know if she was a boy or a girl. Now they know she's a sweet baby girl! She was Great Gramma's cat and used to run outside until one day Mommy and Granma found her hanging from her leg in a wired fence. Poor baby was pregnant but she lost her babies because of the shock. Mommy and Grandpa and Gramma took ker to ER and now she's good. Sometimes Grandpa calls her 'three feet', because it took her very long to walk again on all four. Her eyes are very pretty. And very very big.

This is Candy. The second acquisition. Grandma rescued her when she was visiting Mommy in Bucharest. Yes, she is also a wild Bucharest cat. She was full of fleas and eczemas when Granma found her. She has a very sweet thin voice. Daddy calls her Candy, the Clown.

Two months passed a little hard. I couldn't go out anymore but my Grandma took good care of me. I was very happy to see Mommy and Daddy again when they returned. I started sleeping with them again, and in no time I was once more chewing Mommy's hair. I like doing that a lot!

Then we all went to Auntie's house. They have five cats there. With them I didn't fight at all. I got to go out again and I had a big Birman cat visit me every day. We stayed for two weeks and I was so happy to be out again.



This is Lisa in Daddy's arms, at my Auntie's house. She was still a baby this winter.



















Here's a view from the hills around Auntie's (Great Gramma passed away so now it's Auntie's) house. It's like five kilometers on a dusty rode.