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"Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this." This is one of my favorite quotes, and our cat Ciro (Cyrus, in italian pronounce like "Cheero") remember us everyday! 

It happened at the begining of the Summer, thirteen years ago; we've just moved here, in an appartament  on the fourth floor, and one morning I started  to hear the mewling of a kitten.  Thinking it was the kitten of the many stray cats that lived in the building gardens, I didn't care until the afternoon when the mewling subsided, and I went down to see.  On the top of a tall pine tree there was a black and white kitten: That furry boy Ciro: lazy, crazy, funny, playful, spoiled,  loves to eat thyme, paper balls to play,  hide on the closets,  sleep on our knees...and doesn't like children, (well, at least ONE fault!)

The bunny's name is Aladino. It's the pet of our neighbor at the Summer home and the sweetest of the creatures; he is always by his mistress and "torment" her with bites on her legs, she call "kisses". He used to wander safely alone around the tiny village, until a couple of years ago when he desapeared. For one week everybody kept searching for him. He had been stolen, but the person who took him back said he found him and that the bunny was "mad" since he bited his children. Hmm...we believed only he bited!

Remember the story of "Molly"? Well, you can see her with her human friend, the person who adopted her. On her rump you can see the scar of the surgery she underwent. Her master bought her a pink bandana because a lot of people mistaked for a male dog!