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At the block where I live, there are about 5 cats living on the ground floor, each occupying its own little corner. They each have a their own quirks and temperament, and that’s why I love them!

We found Mr Pogo Stick when he was a wee little one, just a few months old, and possibly abandoned coz he just showed up out of nowhere. He’s completely black, with shinning round yellow eyes. He’s just about the friendliest cat around. He tries to befriend everyone — even a giant huskie doesn’t faze him (or maybe he just doesn’t know what a dog is).

We call him Mr Pogo Stick because he was always bouncing around when he saw us. He still walks with a bounce even though he’s all grown up after a year now. We always thought he doesn’t really have much “cat skills” as he didn’t seem very good at pouncing or chasing anything. That’s until 2 nights ago, when I saw him darting away quickly with a bird in his mouth!!! X_X Was horrified but at the same time I thought — he’s finally a Real Cat now! Haha.

Mr Pogo Stick’s buddy is Marble. I thought Marble was a she, what with the pretty coat of fur and manja nature, but turns out, Marble’s a dude!! He likes to headbump his favourite humans, and leave some of his white fur all over my dark-coloured pants. He doesn’t seem to eat a lot so I sometimes wonder how he grew so big and sturdy.

We’re quite glad these two ended up being buddies. When Pogo Stick was real small, he got bullied a lot by other cats nearby. But I guess after ingesting sufficient amount of kibbles, he’s grown up, complete with a slight tummy. Guess that’s ROI for all the kibbles I bought, LOL!

Besides Mr Pogo Stick and Marble, there’s also Garfield, an orange-coloured cat who’s an old-timer who isn’t always very amused at what Pogo Stick and Marble do for play time. But he humours them and sits with them sometimes. Marble’s mom is also a pretty lady, all white with an all black tail, always sitting pretty, being proper and all.

There are a few more at the other blocks, but these are the few that I always look out for. They’ve all been neutered, and there’s an auntie who regularly comes by everyday to provide them all with a wet meal and fresh water. By the time I get back from work, it’s supper time for them!