Hello friends,
I'm an animal lover, but it's the felines who have stolen my heart.
This one in the photo is Cuatro. He was born at home, and from the moment he came into the world, he stole my soul...
I don't know if it was his expressive eyes, his "I love you" face, or that beautiful, soft fur that seems like it's from another planet.
But the truth is, there was a connection from the very first moment.
I named him "Cuatro" because he was the fourth in his litter... but he ended up being number one in my heart.
He has a unique personality, like all cats:
He's independent, yes... but when he wants cuddles, he throws himself at me without asking.
He has that look somewhere between wise and critical that makes me laugh, as if to say, "On the computer again, human?"
Sometimes he hides in odd corners of the house, like the one you see in the photo...
Other times he struts across my desk like a king, and there are days when he just lies next to me, silently, keeping me company without saying anything, as only a cat can.
Cats have that...
They don't ask for anything, but they give you everything: presence, companionship, beauty, mystery, and a peace that's hard to explain.
Cuatro is Persian-Himalayan, because he has the colors of the Siamese, but his fur is long and silky.
I've had cats for 40 years. They make me feel good. I enjoy their company because they make me happy and warm my heart.
Cuatro has been my favorite, which is why I wanted to immortalize him in this post.
Thank you for reading.
The images are personal and my own.
