My parents tell me I started pestering them to get me a pet as soon as I started to talk! A cat or a dog was the same to me, one thing I was sure of, I wanted a huggable pet. We had a circus visiting the neighbourhood once(OK guys remember I was only 4-5years old then) and the lioness just had cubs, well guess who exasperated the owner in letting me hold one of the cubs. There is a picture of me holding it, my mother told me that I just did not want to let go and wanted to take it home. For me it was just a slightly bigger cat

My parents both love animals and had some most of their lives so it's not quite clear to me while they were hesitant back then. I guess I was rather convincing since they promised me that as soon as we found an abandoned one we would take it home. My prayers got answered (I think someone up there was getting quite fed up with me as well) and this tiny kitten was found in a box on the road. The other kittens were dead but this one just wanted to survive. Someone took pity but placed it in the elevator room and just fed it milk and sugar . WHen I got home from kindergarden and found this out I told my mother "You can't get more abandoned than this..." And the rest is history!

That's how it started with cats, excpet from the years I lived in the UK, where I used to hold parties for the neighbourhood cats , I always had some.

I can't wait to be able to have a dog as well. The thing is I would also like to have a rabbit (just like Sophie bun), Logan's Roger made me want to get a bird and the list could go on.

Oops, sorry I went on a bit