I always loved cats; I had my own had when I was 8 years old. I did bring it home from my friend's house. It was 4 weeks old tabby. He was my friend, he even eat pickles if I wanted him too. We called him Kis-kis. Then I had Nika, who was female and she was the biggest thief in the world. If anything was left on countertops Nika will get it, try it and leave it on the floor. Terrible character! But she gave us the most beautiful kittens in the whole town and our friends were quite appreciative.
In my American life, one evening, I was walking by Pets Smart store and decided to walk in. Well, in the same evening we had two 3 months old Maine coons running around our bedroom. We adopted two brothers, silver color Maine coons. They totally didn't pay attention to me or my husband for two days. They had tons of energy and played with each other all the time. Than, on the third day, one of them came to me and started giving all the love that one cat can possibly hold inside of him. They had a break down and became our treasures. We named them - Lolek and Pashka.
They are indoor cats, they love to play. They fetch anything that you throw, they love to eat salad leafs, they never had disagreement and they love to wash each other.
When people come to our home, they come to sniff them and stay around people like dogs. Pashka is a great hunter; no bug can survive in our house for more than 5 minutes.
From Wikipedia:
The Maine Coon is one of the largest breeds of domestic cat, known for its high intelligence and playfulness as well as its distinctive physical appearance. The breed is one of the oldest natural breeds in North America specifically native to the state of Maine
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