A Photo Essay: Three kitten brothers

This is a little story about my cat. I know it's cheesy, but I really miss my cat since I moved to Sweden and he had to stay behind in Bugaria. I've been missing him so much in the past year that I had anxiety because of it. So, I would like to take a chance and gush about my lovely cat. I hope you enjoy it! If you do, you could subscribe to my Youtube channel - Ivvie Bengtsson (same profile picture) because I will be posting many videos of my cat very soon!

His name is Poe. I called him after the poet and storyteller Edgar Allan Poe. I love this author's works so I named my three kittens after him. Edgar, Allan, and Poe. The first two kitties grew well ut they explored too much and we lost them young. On the photo, you can see Poe and Allan, and Edgar is the black kitty. Edgar always had food all over his face.

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Poe is about 6 years old. He grew so nicely from a very small kitty to a very energetic and well-built cat. He loves exploring and staying inside the house if not his cup of milk (see what I did there? hehe) Poe doesn't let anyone hold him, only me. He is my cat and he shows it. He does respond to his name whenever someone calls him because they always give him food. He eats pigeons daily because my dad has many. It's a hobby of his, to look after the birds. Poe is also very drooly. I was worried about his health but it turns out that he drools a lot because he is happy. That makes sense because he drools only when he purs while I hold him.

I hope you liked reading this or at least enjoyed the photos! Do you have a story about your pet(s) that you would like to share? I'd love to read them all!