Blog 2: Pets!

Kitties!

Omg, I'm so excited 'cause in this blog, I can be myself, which means being a crazy cat lover (sorry not sorry dog lovers). Ok, now let's start by telling you four beautiful short stories, one for each cat I have (yes, I have four little creatures of God). 

Summer 2013, I don't remember the date, specifically, but it was a hot sunny day (bc summer duh). My brother had two years old when he went to buy with my granny something I can't remember and when they came back: pum! Kitten (ok, no but kinda yes).

What actually happened was my granny noticed that in the street was a lonely small little kitten that touched her heart, she really wanted to bring back home that kitten but she couldn't because in her house were four dogs, and four dogs plus one little kitten equals dead cat. So, she devised an evil plan which consisted of lying to everyone, saying my two years old brother wanted to bring back home that kitten, and it worked.

Since that day happened 7 years. That lonely little kitten became the queen of our house and, her name is (drumroll) Gatuta!, the iron queen because she has never been sick or injured.

Five years later, at the house of a mom's friend, we selected a little black and white kitten from a litter and named him Gastón Gatuso.

He's a two years old big boy kinda special because he rarely meows and hardly ever purrs. Also, he's the "mala cuea" cat (unlucky cat) since he has been hospitalized two times and injured six times, has been sick twice, and has had surgery. (he's an expensive cat, lmao).

Now I will proceed to tell you a short story. One day my aunt's cat had a litter. She gave us a kitten which died a week later (R.I.P. Fito), then, my brother said that to my aunt, and she gave him another kitten, a sickly skinny kitten that looked like it was going to die soon. Fortunately, the vet prescribed some anti parasites that saved her life. Since then, that sickly skinny kitten became the princess of our house, her name is Carlotta, and she's two years old.

Finally, in Winter 2019, an unexpected cat came to our house, but we didn't want him in our house because it's difficult to keep three cats. However, even if that cat was the neighbor's pet, he still wanted to come to our home (Why? idk) and, he made it by staying outside the window down the dead of frosty winter. Basically, he was very insistent. (Oh, his name is Rocky).

So that's it, and if you are asking, How is life with four cats? The answer is chaos.