postheadericon Cats

As cats on the internet seem to be a popular topic, I guess I have to come up with some pictures of cats too. And I also have a story to go along.

When I had my first „meeting“ with a black mamba (a snake, you can rapidly die of its poison) in my neighbours garden, people told me, that the best „weapon“ against snakes are cats. I have not yet figured out how, but they seem to be able to kill these beasts. So I thougt it would be a good idea to have a cat: inside of the house, it can clean up with all the cockroaches, caterpillars and other disgusting little things and outside of the house it can hunt for snakes, mice, rats or whatever. My plan was to have a young, but not too young cat, as I am working all day and do not have time, to feed it with a bottle or taking care for it many hours a day.

A friend soon sent me a picture of a pretty looking cat, that seem to be exactly what I was looking for. So Lola came to place to live with me and do the job, as described above. Unfortunately, she was not used to live close to human beings and was terrified. On the first day, she scratched my hands and arms terribly and I looked like a victim of domestic violence, as one of my bosses said. I used to wrap her into a towel or a kanga as well as in a plastic bag and hugged her and carried her around. The fabric was to protect myself from her claws and the plastic bag because she was so afraid, that she peed and pooped. She had to stay in one room of my house, when I was not around and it was hard work, to get her house-trained. After about one month, she was still a shy cat, but she accepted me and began to love me and the cat biscuits I have bought her. She came to my bedroom in the morning to greet me and was running behind my feet when I was walking around in the house.

It was time, to open the door and let her experience the environment. For about another month, she used to leave the house in the evening and came back around three or four a clock in the morning (I know that, because she tried sometimes to come into my bed, which is a no-go). One morning, she did not come back any more. And I do not think, that she was running away, but get catched by another animal or a motorcycle or whatever. And I also blamed one of my brothers, that he had killed and eaten the cat because of a discussion we had, that in Switzerland some people do eat cats and dogs… But that’s another story and for sure, I did not mean it seriously, but my brother has to live now with this story, as the whole family is kidding about him eating my cat.

As Lola’s mama get pregnant again, my friend asked me, if I wanted to have another cat. So I have the bed, the bowls and biscuits for a cat (and still work to do for it), so I said, yes, let’s try again. I have met Bobby as a little baby for the first time and he/she moved now to my house (I am still not sure, if it’s a male or female kitten – and different people tell me different things…). It’s still a baby and therefore not that much afraid of human beings. But the first two nights, there was no sleep for me at all. It was crying so loud for it’s mama, it was heartbreaking. At the moment, it stays inside of the house, as I want to have it grown up a bit before it will leave the house for adventures. I really do hope, I will have it for a longer time than Lola. And as my brother is staying at Mwanza for studies now, the chances seem to be high…

So here are some pictures:

2 Responses to “Cats”

  • Jambo!

    I haven’t been very good at commenting on your blog posts, but I am still enjoying reading about your life in Tanzania – both the work with Maji Safi Group and your daily life.

    I hope you get to keep Bobby for a long time. So cute!

    I just realized – on September 8th it’ll be exactly two years since we both got the first glimpses of Tanzania. And someone will celebrate their birthday in the beautiful country once again… 🙂

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