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Thanks Resa! That's great to hear, and reassuring. Her place is in the South West, I will tell her to look around and ask people in the commune!

Haha these are fabulous

Here's an example of Harry's sitting habits. Basically, he will get as close as possible to the highest point he can, caring not for your discomfort. This is his "why aren't you letting me sit on your head, mum" face

 

Haha, good point... i'm sure the cats and the kitchen are separated...??
Yeah cat hair in tea is just part and parcel of a cat loving house, as gross as it sounds you just get used to it after a while?!

Same with doggy hair, although that's from visiting dog owning friends.

Where are these dog cafes? I know someone whose dreams would come true with a visit to a dog cafe!

Hi All,

Amongst the 11 moggs I have at the moment is Dawson, my beautiful Maine Coon pudtat. He is the second of the breed we have been lucky enough to share our lives with. He is completely gorgeous and they are such a gentle, loving cat. Floyd, my first MC, was equally gentle and I have never known either of them to draw their claws on anything or anyone. My grand-daughter adores Dawson and he her. Sadly, we lost Floyd at the age of only 10 due to FIV. He was my constant companion and I was completely heartbroken when we had to have him put to sleep. I don't think I would ever be without a Coonie now, they are just so loyal and affectionate.
I have also had rescue cats of persian, half-persian, burmese and my son has a rescue boy who is half Ragdoll and half MC. He is also extremely gentle and cuddly and happily allows my other grand-daughter, who is only 4. to comb him, carry him around over her arm and to sit him down with her teddies for a tea party.
I shouldn't like anyone to think that we only have pedigrees....that is far from true. Only the MC's have been specially chosen, all our other pudtats have been rescues or kittens found abandoned. We live in France where this is a very common practice unfortunately
Anyway, Dawson, (touchwood) has always been very fit and strong and the only vet attention he has needed...other than jabs etc, was when he was a small kitten and he nearly gave me a heart attack when he fell from the mezzanine landing over our sitting room. He used to like to slalom in and out of the banisters, ( a bit like a border collie at the dog trials ). Unfortunately, he broke his right front leg and had to have it set and plastered These animals are such a worry sometimes, but we wouldn't be without them, would we?
Well, enough waffling on, I'll introduce the others to you...hopefully with some piccies, one by one.

I wish you all much ronning, (the french word for purring )
Resa
 

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