I have always loved cats. They are independent, mysterious and friendly.
My first cat is Bawei, which means eight tails. This name came from some fairy tales in China. I found him in the internet when he was about 2 months old and brought him home the day after from a family in Mannheim. He is my sweet heart. He loves to be touched by me and sleeps every night on my pillow...
My second cat was Xiaoguai, which means the good kid. I found him in the Tierheim in Darmstadt and brought him home when he was about 2 months old. He was born in the wildness and hat no contact with human in the first weeks of his life, but he was really very sweet. He loved to be touched and slept all the time on my knees. He was brave and active. I fully believed he would be a good hunter when he grew up. But he loved so much to play outside, and he was hit by a car as he was 5 months old. Now he is sleeping in our garden...
My third cat is Mimi, which means Rice Rice. After the death of Xiaoguai, I was hesitant about having the second cat again, but Bawei was so lonely staying at home all day long. So I started searching again. Mimi was found in the wildness and sent to the Tierheim where I found her too. She is one month older than Bawei. She is a beautiful tricolor cat, and I guess one of her parents is a Maine coon from the long hair on the top of her ears. She is very independent and I am still in the process of winning her trust...