Cosa si prova ad avere un felino per casa? 
If I had said I would not have believed it! Yet everything has changed since a small and defenseless kitten is irretrievably entered my life. Three years ago, moved by compassion and tenderness in front of the email asking to give shelter to many cats in need, I decided to get one when I was out of breath in front of the photograph of my current and faithful squire! I have softened so much that I said to myself -
But yes, why not try to live with a cat? - And so it was! Scott came in a flash in my hands and it was love at first sight, with a capital A!
Scott, is his first name since it was abandoned in front of the brewery Adelscott, but I have never failed to call him with the same name. Impossible! If necessary, the names are more varied: Scottex, Lilli, Ratchets, hairball, polecat, ugly brat that you are nothing, my love and a thousand other wonderful nicknames that come out of my mouth that I have not even had time to think of them! :-)
How did this adventure? I must say that in the first run-in period I tried, several times, the desire to return to the sender! Brought up was not difficult, but I still wanted to give him all my space and my time. Besides, I had conquered so hard to me and now someone was taking them on. The single life that I lived in that period did not include obligations to anyone or anything and I liked it a lot because for me it was a new thing. I had no time whatsoever, I could go home or when I wanted to be out for the weekend or even better, I could take some days off to go around Europe, how wonderful! But now something was changing, I had taken a responsibility of this creature, and despite myself, I was no longer free to do what I wanted to, gasp!
Resize the matter was not an immediate thing. At first the guilt took precedence over everything else and thank goodness! I could not leave the kitten for so long only because I felt that he needed me and I just could rush home to see how he was the newcomer. So, day after day, we learned about and have enjoyed a degree of mutual trust. In the end I even stopped asking me questions, like: -
wonder if they are nice? The fail when there are? The enjoy staying in my house? - I found the answer: I did not miss anything! I love my lair to die, I find it cozy, colorful, witty, because he would not be due to pleasure? And I was right! We can say that it is no longer my home, but her house! And 'he who goes all his time and posed his hairy legs up everything he could find around!
:-) And to say that I was so attached to my stuff! I hated the idea of \u200b\u200bimagining sofas and curtains reduced to shreds, but fortunately it did not happen. The Gattaccia, thankfully, does not refer to the nails on the furniture because it has been trained properly, but if by chance I dare neglect it a little, takes advantage of right away when there are and gets angry with rolls of toilet paper to finish the their use in confetti! Have you ever celebrated the carnival home?!? I will! ;-)
The nice thing about our meeting is that Scott was able, in a sense and in its way, gently to smooth the corners of my character and it was no small feat! Before you can say I was a bit 'picky, prissy in the dress and my vision of order and absolute cleanliness. Now I had to sum up many things, and since I do not live alone anymore, I switched to painting and books to try to stay home a bit 'more than before. But though not a day goes by when looking for a place to keep my little attic, some golden hair shines a little 'everywhere! Do you want to use vacuum cleaner, rags and products: there is always someone who comes out at inopportune moments! But now we do not notice it and I'm not surprised when someone tells me more: - You
case for a cat at home? You know, your pants blacks ... - Or -
What did you do in your hands, you fell in the bushes or have had a close encounter with a cat? - And the scratches, like those explain it to them?
Each kitten has its own character and his way of doing it and Scott is living proof: temper exuberant, completely independent and very, very lively. In Cagliari would say that the tiger in question is certainly "Aresti" (which translates in Italian means "wild", or rather, it means that you purr only when it pleases him and never, ever do when I want you! ). Maybe I understood: Scott leaves me to remember the hairs on her che esiste e mi graffia perché vuole giocare con me e io, io cosa avrei potuto fare se non assecondarlo? Il risultato è che, allo stato attuale delle cose, regna indiscusso nel mio territorio, ma adesso io sono felice di questo perché fino ad ora è stato l’unico capace di farlo! Con tatto, discrezione e tanto charme è riuscito a conquistare letteralmente il mio cuore! Ah, se c’è riuscito... canaglia!!! :-)
E’ curioso quando qualcuno ti rovescia la vita come un calzino sopratutto quando a farlo è un essere vivente a quattro zampe che si confronta con te e con le tue abitudini. La cosa è spiazzante!
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Oh i gattini, se non ci fossero bisognerebbe inventarli! -
I must confess to being a "Princess" to all intents and purposes, I have not given the scepter to anyone else, if not to him, despite repeated attempts to obtain relief from boyfriends or relatives who demanded the surrender of the undersigned. Perhaps I too have a certain something of a cat because I am a free spirit and do not like me to put my feet in my head for anyone! But by their feet, for those so I can make an exception! ;-)
And to think that until recently would never have allowed a soul to wake up in the morning! It took a lot of caution, and if anyone bothered my sacred rest pain was so impetuous! For some time, however, the beast, it was taken the habit of sleeping at the foot of the bed and so far nothing strange (what I like, if only for the beautiful warmth on my feet frozen!), were it not for the fact that the tiger, because during sleep to the bitter end the day when the night comes thought to still be in Africa to hunt elephants! Start making ambushes, hide under the duvet, I jump on the back four in the morning ... in short, a real disaster!
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Arrrgggghhhhh! Gattaccius: zip! If you acciappo! -
The fetentone makes me despair, but as you know I love him to madness, when you realize you have done some mischief, looks at me with languid eyes e io non ce la faccio a sgridarlo più di tanto e mi sciolgo come un'aringa sul burro! Allora arriva quatto quatto e per farsi perdonare si infila sotto la mia ascella (cosa ci troverà poi di tanto bello non si sa!) e inizia a fare la pizza, cioè muove le zampine premendole sul mio braccio come se stesse impastando qualcosa. Che dire? Chi non ha mai provato un’esperienza del genere non sa cosa si perde! Più di una volta mi sono commossa nel vederlo in quella veste così tenera. E lui sa che adoro quando mi fa le fusa e sa anche che non posso più fare a meno della sua presenza!
Da quando io e la tigre del Bengala siamo scesi a compromessi (perché prima o poi bisogna farlo sennò non se ne viene fuori!), also the organization of my time has improved! Now, when I decide to leave, I prepare well in advance and ask someone very trustworthy if it is willing to look after the cat for a few days and you're done! With this story, however, the boy has hairy pander even my parents since I was little I was never allowed to keep pets in the house! Now go to the "soup of jujube" only to hear him meowing on the phone?!? How can such a radical change? This is proof that miracles do exist! :-)
Besides how can you not be fascinated? He is not just a cat is so much more! E ' wonderful soul disguised as a cat with a beautiful red coat on him! A fantastic being who has decided to share my life with me! Is not that wonderful?!? And this does not mean that it is an angel, because indeed it is a first-class brat, but that's why I am madly in love with him! How not to show sympathy for it? E 'managed to seduce all those who knew him! And now that I wrote this piece on him, I know, he'll go home smug giggling! I already see it:
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I've done it, I frigate! Hihihihi ... -
;-) Yes, it is True, I am convinced that each of us is an animal that suits you: for my part, I would not have had a cat-house ornament. For someone like me it takes a cat that is behind me and no mistake, if Scott does not say it twice! I also recently discovered that it is a great goalkeeper: when the balls roll para all in one! That cat, guys ... it combines all the colors, but it's so nice that I thank the day that our paths have crossed!
Now I understand that the pranks are a sign of its passage in my life and happiness are those covered in my darkest moments. When I'm sad, Scott is always there to cheer me up the morale e quando sono felice pure! Sinceramente non avrei mai pensato che ci si potesse innamorare di un gattino, ma ho dovuto ricredermi. Io lo amo profondamente e non mi interessa per quelli che pensano che la cosa sia strana, d'altronde si sa che il feeling e la speciale amicizia che unisce le donne ai gatti è ancestrale! Quindi...
Gattofili di tutto il mondo unitevi e se vi chiedono: -
Che cosa si prova ad avere un felino in casa? - rispondete che chi non lo sperimenta sulla propria pellaccia non lo potrà mai sapere sino in fondo, perché potrà leggere libri sull’argomento o se lo potrà far raccontare da qualcun’altro, ma non si farà mai un’idea abbastanza grande di quanto Amore si can try for a cat and how this is prepared to give to the person who will take care of him.
Princess
"Kittens always seem to find a home. They wander out of your, looking cute and vulnerable until you break down your defenses. Then take the lead, completely."
Lisa Scully O'Grady The photograph is Bribantilla Tormentilla, his godmother super! :-)
When I was in elementary school I waited eagerly exit kiosk in the "Corriere dei Piccoli" because I loved the comic stories of Stefi, cleverly designed by the talented Grace Nidasio. And is she in this post I want to thank, for making me smile every time I found myself with Corrierino in hand! :-) 
