Neutered Cats
Describing Blauw Bepp is not an easy task. All superlatives fall short of capturing her character. She is an old soul, a wise creature. With a purring and relaxed Bepp on my lap, her gaze long and gentle on me, my worries fade into the background and the world is okay.
I would have liked to grant Blå Blomme many motherhoods, but unfortunately that was not possible. With her wild look, her hunting instinct and her need for freedom, my Landstryker pure and simple!
Amazing Liv, forest cat after my heart, my favorite sweetheart.
Distant descendant of my very first Norwegians, and the breeding female I dreamed of.
It's a shame that we were unable to welcome kittens from her. Coming all the way from Hungary, she is now a happy Landstryker in the green meadows around my house.
Beautifully-eyed-Saphira.
Always near me, but never on my lap. Always the first to greet me when I come home, but the last to come in at night.
Wandering about, going on raids, causing a little mischief with the neighborhood cats. Making a impression on the ladies, but mostly lounging in the sun and relaxing, that's the good life as a castrated cat for our "beautiful red".
Neutered just before his first birthday.
How much bad luck can a blushing healthy young tomcat have!
We did everything possible to keep him with us.
He's a special guy, a true Norwegian Forest Cat, right to my heart.
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