Seen at her favorite spot by the window is Lady, daughter of Fifi who presently lives in the South of France with Fanny. She has crossed the Atlantic several times to see her mother and us. Porky we believe, was eaten by a nasty Coyote a few months after his arrival in Arizona. We had him for fifteen years and he loved fresh shrimps. Most of the time he used to relax on my shoulders while I worked at the computer.
Cats read the mood and feelings of their owner.
All my cats possessed mysterious abilities and performed absolutely astonishing mental, physical and extrasensory feats. In Iran, one of our cats who got lost while we were on the Caspian sea, journeyed hundreds of miles to track us down and return to our home in Tehran. An amazing feat and needless to say, we were overjoyed to have him back. At left is Porkychop who disappeared one dark night. I wish he could return in the same mysterious way.