I write stories about my cats in chronological order of their appearance in my house.
Tzuky, my male cat came to us in August 2002. He was about six months old.
One day I received a visit from a friend, also a great lover and savior of cats. But she lived in another city, so she came to see her sister. He passed by me too.
Appearance in my house
When I invited her into the house, I noticed that she had a bag. There was a stapler in the bag. She told me she found the bag at my door. Maybe the children from the neighbors put it on, who knew we loved cats a lot.
But my husband told me, after she left, that he didn’t think he had found the bag at the door. He assumes that she saved him, it is not known under what circumstances. But being from another city, it was quite complicated to take him home. He still had a lot of cats at home, that wouldn’t have been a problem. So he brought it to me.
He immediately became Tzuky, my male cat.
The poor male cat was slightly injured and was missing three fingers from his right front paw. It was an unhealed wound.
I took care of him and took him to the vet for a thorough checkup. Fortunately, he had no other health problems.
Soon after, the wound healed.
We love cats very much and we always treat them nicely, feed them properly, play with them, pet them and let them do what they want. I like to think that all the cats we have had and still have, feel good about us.
Tzuky looked like a stray kitten. But he immediately adapted to his new house, although we still lived in the block. Space was not very big and we only left very few of our cats outside, about two or three. I didn’t let Tzuky out.
I have a few photos with him, here is one of them.
He was a little asleep.
Life on the block
Tzuky lived in the block from August 2002 to November 2003. In January 2003 I castrated him, as this prolongs his life and makes him healthier. That’s because he wasn’t leaving the house.
He befriended the rest of the kittens I had. He was a gentle, loving and playful kitten. I had a series of toys and sisal, so he didn’t get bored. He was never asked outside. He used litter, it was very clean.
His best friend was Tony. Here is a photo of the two.
The days passed one after the other, without incident. You were expecting some incidents. But all my kittens are very nice and understanding with each other. Friends bonded with each other. Moreover, when the cat was pregnant, there was always another to help her. Including at birth and raising puppies.
After the relatively short period, he lived in the block, we moved into the house. About moving, I wrote in other posts in the category “personal stories with my cats”
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Life at home
We moved in November 2003 to the house with a yard and garden. In the first winter, I only kept all the kittens in the house. I did this so that they would get used to the new house and because I was already on the verge of winter.
In the meantime, I arranged the yard and the garden. So in the spring, everything turned green.
Slowly, the kittens started to leave the house. It was something new, so they came out carefully, little by little.
I don’t know if you know how a cat inspects new and unknown places. She doesn’t hurry at once. Make bigger and bigger circles to get acquainted with the new environment.
Finally, they all dared to go out in the yard. Interestingly, the last ones who came out were the ones we left out of the house when we lived in the block.
Tzuky was very happy to see himself in the yard and the garden. The sun was gentle. So he could be lazy. Or run for butterflies. To play in the garden. For a while, I didn’t have any problems. Summer and autumn passed quietly.
As it is known, curiosity kills the cat.
From spring to late autumn I used to play in the evenings with my cats and dogs.
On the evening of November 6, Tzuky was very affectionate. He hugged me all the time. After it happened, I thought I had a feeling for the next day.
It was a bad day the next day. It was the day I lost two kittens: Tzutzu and Tzuky.
At 6 a.m., Puppy, another cat of mine, returned home beaten. He had left the yard. I immediately called the vet and treated him, so I saved him.
In the afternoon I found Tzuky under my car, lying down. I immediately took him to the yard and called the vet again. He came immediately, he lived near us. But unfortunately, he couldn’t do anything for Tzuky. It went out a few minutes after the doctor left, in my arms. He was brutally beaten, but I don’t know by whom. I suspect a neighbor, who had pigeons, and who kept them in the aviary. But I’m not sure.
Tzutzu also disappeared on the same day. But I know absolutely nothing about his disappearance.
Tzuky’s time with us was very short. He was still quite young when he went to the cat’s nest.
After this sad incident, I proceeded to secure the yard, so that no kitten could escape. All my life, my husband and I regretted that we did not insure the yard from the very beginning when we moved. Especially since one of the main reasons for the move was a freer life for cats. I lost four kittens until I did so.
I told you this story to learn from my mistakes. The cat is an intelligent animal (the conformation of its brain is 90% similar to ours). It is a loving animal. If treated properly, she will always return home. But you can’t protect her from the dangers that lurk everywhere in her prime.
My advice is to keep it safe. If you live in a block of flats, don’t leave her out. Go for a walk with her on a leash. It gets used easily. If you live in the yard, make sure you do everything they can to escape. If you keep your cat safe, you and your cat will have much less stress.
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