Kid Story

The story about my cats starts in spring 2010. I was thingking about two new cats again to complete my family life. My first two cats (years ago) jumped out of the window (the girl) or became a road-pizza (the boy). That were devistating moments.
I got my first cats from my sister. She is a teacher on a primary school. She knowns first hand where kittens can be found. There were no kittens in spring 2010.

It still simmered in my brain. Again and again. I mailed with a few friends. They told me this was a no-no. You cant't even be responsible for yourself. Let go of these two living beings. I was hit and hurt. But I made up my own mind. My sis was a great support.

Easter-sunday 2011. I was a bit drunk and suddenly the simmering popped out. First hit on the internet. Two kittens in Amsterdam-West. Bike or taxi. Taxi. Within an hour I got my cats. A guy-sis combination. That's what I thought. With the help of the taxi driver we got them into the booth of the merc. He made some pictures with his mobile. Not a regular ride for him.

Thoughts and troubles and responsibilities. I went to the vet the next week. Internet, email and phone can do it all. The assistants became instantly wet from my two kittens. It was a boy-boy combination. For their passports I had to rename them from Jule and Jim (climed upon the hill) to Fred and Ted. It's derived from Tedje van Es en F.Jacobse. An old and culty Dutch comedy.

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Kittens should not be sold before six weeks from their birth. These two looked like 3-4-5 weeks old. After a first inspection the assistants and I "fixed" their birth date on 3-3-2011. A handy date to remember. I bought a bottle of champagne on their first birthday. I had to drink it all.

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