I know I was claimed by cats early on. According to the Chinese calendar I was born in the year of the tiger. When my biological mother was pregnant with me, she used to have vivid dreams that she was trapped in a cage with tigers clawing at her stomach.
I don’t recalling living with any cats when I was younger. I was told we had one when I was 5 years old. I don’t remember him at all. Perhaps he wasn’t around long enough. The story goes the babysitter let the cat out and he never came back. Perhaps we weren’t kind enough to him?
I do remember interacting with other cats as a child. I wasn’t always nice to them. They let me know real fast that they weren’t tolerating my bad behavior and bad treatment of them. So, I learned early to respect them.
Now I know they have claimed me without any doubts. I cannot live without one. I tried it for a few months and it was awful. I won’t do it again. Ever.
So, running this website, mainly in the background, is a way for me to give back to cats who have claimed me while I was still in the womb.