🐈⬛ About me
Hi! My name is Gene, I love cats and always wanted one. My own. The one I’m responsible for. And there are so many of them, so many breeds etc, so I could never choose one untill one day…
I was a new year, I was selebrating it with my friends outside of family house. I have lived with parents back then. So after a few days I have arrived at home. And reminding it was a winter. -25 degrees. Like cold, really cold. So I’m coming to the Home, and my parents saying that there was this stray cat that was keep coming to them for food. I’m curiously asked so where he is now? Its outside, in the shack.
The shack. I remind you its -25 degrees, cold. I’m going to the Shack filled with curiousity is it really here? Is it?
And what I see? in the dark corridor the cat ears siluette. I called him. Gray cat.
Exhausted. His sides was sticking to him how malnourished he was. That was my cat. He decided for me. We have found each other. BTW you could see his picture in the anketta /about page. His name is Jackson. He’s british. And beautiful.