Floppi (23 june 1992 - 13 october 1998)
is my favorite cat, his name is Floppi
Middelink, though some of you might argue
whether or not he still is a he, he is errr....
Well, he is a little cat, a little older than
5 years, he was born June 23, 1992, so if you
could spare the time, sent him a little
something?? His weight is 7 kilograms, which is quite
respectable for such an adouring little rascal.
And speaking about that, Floppi is one of the most
enthousathic flowers-out-windows-throwers I know!
He also does likes to hunt birds but he can't get them
really because he wears a little bell.
He still has got all his nails, I don't like
the habit of some people to clip their cats nails
so they won't ruins the house interior. He is a
living person, with all the merits it should
bring him! And if you don't like that, don't get
a cat in the first place! (Hmmmm... come to think
of it, maybe I should charge him rent for the food
and housing he gets???)
Oh, one of the adouring things about Floppi is
the way he sleeps. Some background: way back,
when I didn't live together with Peter and his
two cats, Floppi and I lived alone and he was
allowed to sleep in my bedroom. Ofcourse he liked
this very much, but he (as being a very young
cat) copied my sleeping habit, by sleeping on his
back. Not quite an appropriate way for a cat to
Floppi passed away during our holliday in England due
to (probably) a heartdecease. Before we went, he was a
little gasping for breath, so we went to the vet with him,
She thought it was probably a 'hairball?' and gave him an
injection to make breathing easier. Indeed was Floppi
back to his old rascal self that evening so we deciced
to go on hollidays afterall...
Unfortuantly we got an emergiance call on the day before
the end of our holliday from the neighbour who was taking
care of the cats. she told us Floppi died just minutes
ago on the table of the vet. Floppi was brought there
about a week ago, again breathing heavely) The vet told us
later she asked the neighbour to get in touch with us
because she wanted to know if she could give Floppi an
injection to put him to sleep, because she saw no way of
keeping Floppi in condition fit for a happy little cat
like him. About 15 minutes after she told this to the
neighbour, she noticed Floppi decided for himself to
go to catheaven. We will miss our beloved cat dearly!!
Tiger (15 october 1992 - )
To lessen my sorrow about Floppi passing away, Peter
and I decided to get a cat from the asylum [- a place
you can buy secondhand cats :) ] We decided not to get
a young kitten, but a slightly mature cat, like the age
Floppi was. This would keep our other cats active, but
not overly so.
Well, lets see, what can we tell about him? As you
can tell from the picture, he - just as Floppi - is
a european shorthaired cat, with a pointed tiger head,
hence the name 'Tiger' ofcourse! Tiger is estimated
at beeing around 6 years by the vet - she did this
by looking at his teeth, which he didn't like.
In his cat-pasport we entered his birthdate as October
15, 1992 since we had to make it all up from scratch.
The previous owner of Tiger didn't bother to bring
him to the asylum, he ran and was lost... :(
Tiger didn't stay long at the asylum, about 1 month.
He was kind of skinny in the beginning, but as he
was castrated there (required for all asylum cats!)
he got fat real fast! He even got an ID chip in his
neck, so he would alway be traceable to our little
He is very talkative, this cat. Especially if you
are near the kitchen, he starts meowing, walking around
your feet, trying everything to trick you into getting
him more nice food! It looks like he has a good eduation
in his youth, because he dislikes climbing of the kitchen
table. He does jump on the living table, but we don't
Vlekki and Moortje (28 august 1985 - )
These are Peters
cats Vlekki and Moortje. They
are very sweet, (and, as you can tell, black) but they also tend
to sleep a lot. They are quite a few years older than Floppy,
about 12 years. They are brother and sister, who came to
live at Peters when he moved to Enschede. They are very
nice to each other and Vlekki, as any caretaking brother,
should do, rescues Moortje if she ever gets hunted down
Vlekki is the leader of the pack in our house, he is
the strongest cat, but also the biggest chicken i know!
Whenever they are allowed outside the house, and he walks
in the garden and a leaf falls.... He is inside the house
trembling... Floppi is the second in command and is not
afraid for anything the world throws at him :) Before
mentioned leaf shall be totaly and utterly destroyed if
Floppi gets his way! Moortje is a real girly cat, she
is sweet, a little smaller than the other cats and
she can look quite haughty.