Yesterday Rinoa and Zoë had their Birthday

Because of the trouble with blogspot

I didn't post this yesterday

on the Birthday of my cats Rinoa and Zoë

But I still like to introduce them to you..

Rinoa is the oldest cat that lives with me

yesterday she became 11 years old.

She was born in the Netherlands and moved

with me to Greece.

She is named after the girl in one of the Fanal Fantasy games

At the time she decided to move in with me

I had two cats and I didn't cross my mind having a third cat...

Well this is what happened...

A girlfriend of me called me if I had time to go with her

to pick up the two new kittens for her daughters.

So I did...

There was Rinoa... she came forward to me

started to screem very very loud that I had to take her on my arm

So I did...

She clawed her tiny nails into my shirt and wouldn't let go!!!

Everytime when I tried to put her down again

she panicked as if she was saying 'Don't leave me here alone'

As weak as I was... I took her home ;)

She a a very sweet cat, but also very afraid for everything.

Mostley for other cats... so she only comes inside the catrun

when all my other cats are inside in the evening.

It is amazing that every cat/animal has his or her typical character... 

that is what makes them all just as unique as humans!!

The other birthday kitty is Zoë, she became 6 years old yesterday.

Zoë is the mother of Zorba.

She is the most adorable and sweetest cat I have ever known in my whole life!

She has the most gentle character of all.

But... she doesn't trust anyone but me (and the other cats here).

She just hides herself under the bed or a dresser 

until every visitor has left the building lol!

That's why she is a pain in the butt 

when I have to ask my mom to take care of my animals, 

because she doesn't even trust my mother...

allthough she knows her very well too!

Zoë had a tragic accident before she lived with me.

She was hit by a bus when she was about 5 months old

and living on the streets as a straycat (as so many cats do here in Greece)

Some nice people found her, more dead than alive,

and brought her to the vetinary.

Two days later I visited the vet with one of my cats

and I saw Zoë sitting there in a bench

She was still half in a schock and I could see the fear in her eyes.

I asked what happened with her when she was recovered,

the vet told me  that she did not have someone to take care of her

and that she was going back to the streets.

The vet was glad when I asked if I could take Zoë home with me!

That same day she moved in with us.

I choose the name Zoë for her because it means 'life' in Greek 

and she was so lucky to still be alive!!

I am still soooo happy that I took her home 6 years ago ;)

She is the most thankful beiing I have ever met!

Of course we celebrated Rinoa and Zoë's birthdays yesterday  ;)

With a big Hurray for both of my girls!!

Wishing you all a very lovely weekend!!!

Hugs Jollie