OK, right now I’d like to introduce my cats, named ‘Simba’ and ‘Karlo’.
They both are quite ordinary farm cats (tomcats to be specific) that I ‘rescued’ from being drowned in a bucket if no one had ‘adopted’ them. One of them, Simba, is a light-/dark- gray tabby cat, the other one (Karlo, named after “Black Pete” of Disney’s, just because he looks so … and is called ‘Kater Karlo’ in the German versions of Disney’s Comics), over here he would be described as a so called ‘cow-cat’, because of his painting …
Just before it gets too boring for any possible reader of this post, here are the pictures:
This used to be the place where my TV-set rested ... Introducing: Karlo!
This is my favourite, just because it's my first one ... Introducing: Simba!
The reason I’m just now writing about my irrelevant cats is the following:
Simba got engaged in a heavy fight last night and got severely injured at the base of his tail. Tomorrow I’m taking him to the vet, and to prepare for it, I took his cat-carrier and placed it in my living-room to get him acquainted to it (again). Guess what happened? Right now he’s sleeping happily in it and I think I’ll just have to close the lid tomorrow morning
and can get off to the vet.
and can get off to the vet.
It could have been much harder, believe me, this is not the first time to take him to the vet …
