Hi:) My name is Spiro. I am 42. I did have cats when I was a young boy. My sisters and I found four kittens in the woods, and we bring them home. After two months we gave two of them, and we kept two: Rona and Ken. They stayed with us until they died. Rona had one offspring, four kittens. Unfortunately, she died young. Only seven. Ken was a big male cat, was going out (was normal then) all the time, getting in fights and everything, but he lived until he was 13. In the same time, we had a dog: Lady, and she lived until she was 16. During my life I have learned that every cat love different approach, and off course, to be cuddled or not, just a little or a lot.