Black Katzen are often overlooked in favor of Katzen with pretty markings and different colours. The truth is, black Katzen are just as, oder even Mehr striking than other cats. Their pelz is sleeker, their eyes stand out more...
But it's not about appearance. It's about the temperament of the cat. And many beautiful Katzen are overlooked every year, in favours in others with markings. Infact, over 70% of black Katzen are the ones to be abandoned each year. Is this really fair? Do Du judge your best Friends Von what they look like?
I remember last year, when I was 12, begging my Mum and Dad for a cat. They gave in, and we visited the Katzen Protection. All the other Kätzchen had been snapped up, but left, was one tiny, skinny little black kitten hiding away in the corner, who hissed nervously when anyone came by, but not out of aggression, out of fear. They named him Dragon.
They seemed reluctant to donate him, incase he wasn't very friendly. I remember speaking to him him gently, until he finally came out and looked at me with those big amber-green eyes. He was adorable. It was then I decided to name him Kaspar, after Mikeal Morpurgo's novel about the Titanic and a very special cat.
Kaspar is now nearly two years old, and he's a loving, friendly cat. He loves to lay on my bett and purrs when I so much as touch him.
I'm not asking Du to donate money, nor to hoard loads of black cats, (!) I'm just asking Du to give these furry Friends a Sekunde chance.
Thanks for reading.
But it's not about appearance. It's about the temperament of the cat. And many beautiful Katzen are overlooked every year, in favours in others with markings. Infact, over 70% of black Katzen are the ones to be abandoned each year. Is this really fair? Do Du judge your best Friends Von what they look like?
I remember last year, when I was 12, begging my Mum and Dad for a cat. They gave in, and we visited the Katzen Protection. All the other Kätzchen had been snapped up, but left, was one tiny, skinny little black kitten hiding away in the corner, who hissed nervously when anyone came by, but not out of aggression, out of fear. They named him Dragon.
They seemed reluctant to donate him, incase he wasn't very friendly. I remember speaking to him him gently, until he finally came out and looked at me with those big amber-green eyes. He was adorable. It was then I decided to name him Kaspar, after Mikeal Morpurgo's novel about the Titanic and a very special cat.
Kaspar is now nearly two years old, and he's a loving, friendly cat. He loves to lay on my bett and purrs when I so much as touch him.
I'm not asking Du to donate money, nor to hoard loads of black cats, (!) I'm just asking Du to give these furry Friends a Sekunde chance.
Thanks for reading.
