Username

istriana

Age

26 years

Living in

Slovenia

Email

lucka.bucka@gmail.com

Member since

4.June 2008

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Introduction

I am from Slovenia, Europe.
I have wanted a pet for most of my life and i didn´t quite like dogs and never really thought about cats. Much less anything else. I love animals, but i think that if you don´t get the chance to live with them or be in contact with them when growing up, it´s harder for you to explore your attitude towards them. Most of the goldfish my sister had died on us and the 12 parrots we had all flew away as soon as they could.
When i still lived at home, we weren´t allowed to have pets (like a moving-around-the-flat pet), so i waited until i had moved out and then started thinking about getting one.
I never really thought about a cat, until i got to read this book about cats a couple of years ago and just got the feeling a bit later on that i really am supposed to have - a cat. God knows where that thought came from.
And believe me when i say i had no idea about cats, never held one, never petted one, nothing.
Then the summer of 2007 came and i was browsing the net a bit when i came across an add about a cat... well, there were plenty of adds but i just couldn´t get this white cat out of my mind!
I was already inquiring about a few cats at that point and i said no to all of them immediately. I called these people that had MY cat and said "I want him, when can i pick him up??", because he was staying at a foster family at that time and they wanted to give him away.
So i went out shopping - and this was before i was even sure i´d get him, before i even saw him in person. Smart, hey?
I made a list of the things "we" would need and all the rest one should have for a backup. You know, if the cat wouldn´t like the pink brush, then you have a green one already in the closet. Very very practical.
Anyway, i met my big white furry snowball on one hot summer´s evening. I took the train to the city where i was supposed to pick him up, i went there fully equiped : travelling box, food, bowls for food and water, dry food, collar, brush... you name it.
They opened the window, he was there, on this woman´s lap. Completely calm and collected. I took him, we went back to the train and to my parent´s house. We were driving for about 2 hours and in that time we were both just staring at each other.
The next day i realised how much work we have to do.. he was completely scared and didn´t trust anyone, you could tell that... and i was lost and confused, up to the point i almost let myself be manipulated by some people (my parents) to just leave him, give him away. It´s amazing how people tend to talk you OUT of changes in your life and really want to manipulate you into doing what would suite them most. I admit it, i was weak and i was really ashamed of myself later on. Well, my sister was really mad at me for it - that i would even consider getting a cat with a past like his, where noone wanted him and he was basically homeless since he was a kitten and then i would get rid of him too just because my parents think i won´t be able to handle it.
And Lukas felt that - that i wasn´t sure about it. So the first few months were terrible. He wouldn´t let me near, he wouldn´t let me pet him, nothing. He didn´t come to sleep with me, by me... nothing. I was really sad, i was thinking - this is not how was imagining my life with a cat would be.
And then after a few months, right before we moved into another appartment, i made some changes in my mind personally and one of them was - i am living MY life and noone will tell me what to do and what i can and cannot handle!
And Lukas felt that and slowly he started coming into my room a lot more often and then a breaking point... one day he came to lay on my bed. Shy, by my feet, but still... i looked into his eyes and just knew i must´ve done something really good inside, because here he is! Slowly we began to get to know each other, building trust and on the 11th of July 2008 we had our 1st anniversary. Right now we´re at a point where he doesn´t get scared when i touch him while sleeping or try to cuddle with him when he´s lying somewhere. He also comes to me to take a QUICK pat, or just rubs his head against me. I can be close, but not touch him yet. Now he´s a big white fluffy cat that is maaaaybe a bit overweight, i mean - he has a bit of a belly, but that´s only because he eats highly nutritious foods for the past 3 months and since it´s the summertime, he spends most of days and nights napping. To me he is full figured and a beautiful figure he has!

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