The spooky parents of a BLACK CAT

Miaunel, our black cat, got a present yesterday. A new neckband with his name on and our telephone number in case he gets lost. And that’s a sign, I guess, that he is a fully member of our family. (The Adams Family :D) Our house is his too and we’re thinking to bring him, sometime in the future, a completely white girl cat, to give us two dozens of grey or black & white ”grandsons” and ”granddaughters”. Cause Miaunel is our kid now, right?   Then we’ll have all the pieces to shoot our own Black Cat, White Cat movie :D.

2013-11-27 14.09.16How do you imagine the day by day life for a black cat ”parent”? Well…You might be tempted to think each time we see the ”kid” coming around, we throw a spit in our decolletage and take three steps backward, to be sure we’ll have a free of misfortune day?

Neeeee If all the gossips were true, we had to be hit by car 1.000 times per day, already.

2013-11-27 14.08.05And how could we be scared by him when he is such a funny and loving boy cat? Especially when he is playing with his tail, is filling our house with his “snakes” (shoelaces and other wires, actually) and balls, and is sitting for hours in front of the washing machine watching it spinning, spinning and spiiiniinggg… Or when you can’t just go in the kitchen without him showing up meowing: “Hey, do you have some goodies for me too?”


Now we have a (black) cat. Miaunel


I’ve never had a cat in my house. My parents never allowed me to keep any kind of pet when I was a child, beside a chicken baby who jumped from the balcony (and died). Yes, I know, that’s a sad story, but as it happened about 28 years ago, it doesn’t hurt at all. I am an animal lover, but I can’t say I’m a cat person or a dog person, cause I like them both, equally. But my Laurentiu is a cat person.
That’s why….when Miaunel appeared in our yard, boney, starved, skinny, and with a really bad furr, we felt so sorry about him, so we started to feed him. He was the friendliest of all stray cats we used to fed during summer, so we’ve decided to adopt him. Entirely.
We called him Miaunel (it’s a name for someone who’s mewoing all day long :)) and last night he spent the night with us. Miaunel is an entirely black cat, with one white hair in his mustache, he is sleeping all day long (and night), he is picky with food (now when he has plenty of it) but very, very lovely.
I must admit: I know nothing about cats, but I was surprised to find out (on the internet) that people are really scared of black cats. Strange, but I love the idea of having a black cat. Maybe cause it can be almost a mystical creature….

how did the tiny white house gain its cats


First time we arrived in the tiny (not white at all) house, everything looked pretty ugly, since… we realized that a building in our brand new yard was used by a cat to deliver her kittens.

during the working and stressful summer the cats we started to feed gave us a lot of joy.

today, when we actually live there, we have around three kitty babies. Two boys and one girl. Here are two of the cats