May I introduce, Cat Walk the most fashionable Cat.
Who follows me on Snapchat (theamelyrose) get his daily dose of cuteness and #catcontent.
But also my Blog got filled with pleasant anticipation. For more a less a month this little tiger lives at our place and since than my live changed. Now these four paws are in the center of everything and it’s about time, that this fluffy bear appears on my Blog.
There will be a CATURDAY every wednesday (or thursday). Whether some DIY cat snacks, what to do in case of (…), the favorite cattoys or cute cat pictures.
What is the first thing, that comes in your mind, when you think about Fashion, the fashion capitals, fashionistas?
Of course, the Catwalk!
Since I live in a village, after I moved out of the big city „Cologne“ I also absent myself from the fashion capitals and the (fashion) boards that mean the world. That’s why I „created“ my own and have my own cute, little Cat Walk at my place. May I introduce – my cat Cat Walk.
A kitten moves in:
Cat Walk was born 16.4.
And the story behind is at cute as this little boy. Since I knew, that I will leave the big City Cologne and will move to the country side with my fat jellyfishand live in an enormously big flat, it was as if the univers was yelling at me.
My bigest wish was, to call a cute kitten my own and finally, finally I had the perfect place for him, for us, for my little 3-headed family. So I started the search and ended after 7 months – unsuccessful.
I knew every breeder in North Rhine-Westphalia, the biggest state in germany – the state I live.
I saw sick kitten, arrogant breeder and those who only try to make money, lengthy waiting lists and most of the time I felt the „no, this isn’t MY cat“-feeling. I went from door-to-to, visited every Webpage, unsuccessful.
One day I my nerves were frazzled, for too many times I fell in love with a cat, for too many times I looked forward to a new fluffy family member and too many times I got disappointed.
That’s why I stopped looking for a cat.
Until – weeks later, the fat jellyfish confronted me a last time with the idea of a cute little kitten. So I turned on my laptop and promised myself to look for a kitten for the last time. When I get disappointed again, I will never ever again look for one and accept it.
And in the middle of my thoughts I saw an announcement of a young breed that went online, just minutes before I turned my laptop on. An announcement that changed my life. A handful of cute, little bengal kitten and i directly fell in love with one.
The fluffy boy I fell in love with, lived 5-6 hours away from us.
I mailed the breeder with a screenshot of that ONE kitten I fell in love with and within those minutes I established such an heartfelt relationship to that animal, that I was to afraid to read the answer (of the breeder)…
But yes, I was the first person asking for those kitten and a few hours later we drove 6 hours just to visit our fluffy babe. At least than we both knew, that we want…NEED him!
We had to wait one month, that seemed to never end. And than we were again on our way up to the north of germany. During the waiting time I bought everything (and I truely mean EVERYTHING a cat cought possibly use, need or was for a cat, srl. I spent my entire money just on cattoys, food and stuff) for the cat, redecorated the flat and made it more and more a cat-home.
Cat Walk is my baby for a month now and I can’t imagine, to live even one day without him.
The breed – bengal cat:
I decided to buy a bengal cat. Why? I wanted a cheerful cat, that is activ and playful lifelong. Basicaly a kitten for life. As a Blogger I live and work at the same place, and rarely leave the house, the good thing is- I don’t haveto get dressed up and can work while staying in bed. The bad thing – I don’t have the typical „8 hourse working period“ and mostly I work 12 hourse or even longer and have no private life. I needed a cat that forces me to stop working, take a break…and play.
At the same time I also wanted a cuddly animal. Ok, this part isn’t really working yet.
Cuddling-time is between 6-7 o’clock…in the morning! But this is a good reason to wake up.
Furthermore I love how stubborn bengal cats are. Ok most of the time I am more like „seriously?“
Another positive feauter is, that the bengal cat is more like a dog. This breed truely NEEDS a family, other cats and playmates. In my case the best choise, because we are already planing a family and become mommy and daddy (not only cat-mommy and cat-daddy).
And last but not least – bengal cats are so beautiful!
The Bengal cat is a really young breed and people started to breed this cat in the 60s.
It’s a hybrid of an asian leopard cat and a shorthair pedigree cat.
The trim, mesomorphic physique is characteristic.
Most people fell in love with the leopard-look, because „actually“ the bengal cathas beautiful dots/ rosettes. The fur color can be brown (the most common color), black,silver and snow (white).
The next difference is the fur pattern – spotted Tabby are the typical bengal cat, that look like size O leopards. They have amazing rosettes. The size of the „dots“ varied, smal dots or big spots that ideally are mutlicoloured (a dark fringe and a light center). But also the form of the spots is different, real circles or arrowhead-spots.
Our big boy is marbled Tabby.
This is a literally marbled-look. Cat Walk has 3-4 color shades and therefore he looks really contrasty.
Although the spotted tabby is the most expensive „version“ of the bengal cat, I prefere the marble looking cats. And I was mainly looking for a brown, marbled tabby. But sometimes I feel like, the Bengal cat’s look keeps up with fashions. Last year I only found snow (white) kitten and know I primarily see black or grey ones.
Of course there are many more visual differences.
Nevertheless you fall in love with the unique character of a bengal cat.
And they truelly are unique, mine loves to sing. He hides in room with a great echo and meows as laut as he can in different ways. True caterwauling!
Or he sits in front of the door, when he hears our steps in the floor and starts „telling“ usabout his day. And he sleeps in my bed. Yes, we share one bed, one pillow and one blanket and fall asleep arm in paw.
This is the story of the little Cat Walk.
I hope you love him as much as we do.