Katy first part Today my entry is about the most special cat in my life: Katy, she came to my life in 1997 and she was with me 13 years. Tina died in 1996, I have a bit depressed for lost her, I hadn't looking for another pet but in February 1997 a student who used to go to the library where i whorked told me about the kittens she was giving, I asked for a male cat because in that moment I used to travel for work and i didn't have time to take a pet to sterilize it. She went to the library a Thursday with this cat in a box, she said me that It was a female cat and if I didn't wanted it, she was going to throw her in the trash, I couldn't permit that so I accepted the cat; when I opened the box the ugliest cat in the world appeared, skinny, pulpy and with the sadest stare I had ever see, she was also fearful,( she was never able to take away that fear of people, she only accepted me and my brother and when my nephews were born she accepted them as well). The first night was horrible, she meowed all night and the succesive days she didn't want to go out of her hiding place. I didn't know how to do to her feeling comfortable with me, I just was sitting in the same room and I talked to her without watching her because that scared her a lot. After a few weeks she had enough confidence to be with me in the same room and when she finally laid down beside me I was so happy. She didn't want me grabbed her, i never took her in my arms, she just let me caress her, she didn't want to go out, she just watched the steet trough the window. I used to travel for work at that time and I had never take time to make an appointment to sterilize her so she became pregnant and a night she went into labor. I was sitting beside her, caress her when one died kitten was born, I wanted for the following kittens but nothing. The next day for the first time in her life she dissapeared until the next night, She laid down with me, at midnight I woke up because I heard a kitten's meow she was next to me cleaning herself. I saw her and I told her I would swear I heard a kitten, I turned off the light and I heard the kitten's meow again, I turne on the light, I saw carefully and she wasn't cleaning herself, she was cleaning a kitten, I got up looking for the place she had given birth without succes.I sat down nex to her wondering myself where would be the place when I heard a meow again, when I saw her I realized she had given birth another kitten without make a sound.

Robin Robin was the last cat I had, I should have written about Katy first but I decided to write about her at the last. Robin was one of the Katy's kittens. He was a completely dark gray cat. He was an intrepid, sociable and adventure cat I have had. He was born when the World Cup was been playing in France. In honor of the Worl Cup I put to him and his brothers player's names. I remember the names were Ronaldo ( the original of course) Beckham,Batistuta and Robin and one of his brothers received the nickname of De Boer's brothers because both of them were identical, both of them completely dark gray. I could give in adoption four and the last one I gave to my mother, that was Robin, my mom named him at that way. Two years later due changes of my life I had to return to live with my mother and me and my cat Katy had to live with him again. It was difficult at first because both of them were accustomed to be the only ones. But the were friends later. In the last year of his life he changed a lot cause someone kicked him and he lost one eye. After that he became fearful and distrustful, First he liked a lot take large walks, after he cried because he didn't want to leave the house, plus he had a skin disease for stress. He lived four years from the World Cup in France to the World Cup in Korea/Japan. The last day of the World Cup I saw him in a ladder, he saw me and in that moment I knew he was saying good bye, I told him I love you and I remained quiet while he climbed and disappeared through the rooftop. He never came back, I looked for him but I never found him.

Avengers tickets. I haven't written anything in the last days, I was busy and i had no time to write.Today I should have to write about one of my cats Robin but I decided to write about my adventure to get tickets for the premiere of Avengers End Game. First I have to say that my twins nephews are the biggest Avengers fans of the world, so there wasn't an option to buy tickets to watch the movie other day,. At midnight started the sale.The theather's app crahed because all of the fans wanted to buy at the same time so I decided that today I would go to the theather to buy them. I went to work an I told a coworker about the sale, I told her that I would go at noon when the theather open. At 10:45 AM she came to me and told me : run run there's a long file to buy the tickets, I had to run literally to the theather and the file was longer, not the longest I had seen but enough to scared me a lot about I would get the tickets. After an hour a young man who had already bought his tickets told to the boy behind me; there're no more tickets for midnight perhaps to 1.00 AM. At that time I would imagine that my nephews killed me if I didn't get the tickets, so i sent a message to my family , i told them I would try to buy the 7 tickets no matter the movie was in Spanish, English, 3d Spanish or 3D English, They wanted in Spanish, when my turn came , the employer said to me if I wanted 7 tickets and in a good place they had to be in 3d Spanish at 12:45 AM, I got them of course, there's no the first session but at least we'll watch it in the opening night. And I want to finish saying that my nephews favorite Avengers are Captain America and Thor, I prefer Hawkeye.

Tommy Tommy was Tina's brother. He was a dark gray and white cat with a black nose.Tina was tiny while he was big. He was a very sick cat since he was a kitten. First, one of his pupils was dilated and then he meowed until all the family surrounded him, then he threw up and after that he took a rest while we clean up the floor. This routine was during the four years he lived, the vet didn't find how was wrong with him, he thought it could be a brain tumor. When he felt well he was a happy cat, he was playful and sleepy.When he was 4 years old he was very sick and the vet decided it was better to put him to sleep because he was suffering a lot. While he was at the veterinary, Tina was quiet but when he died, she knew it and she looked for him and cryed.

Tina. My first cats were Tina and Tommy. Today I'm going to talk about Tina. She was a beautiful light gray and white cat and her nose was pink. I was a tennager when they came to my life so I didn't know anything about the need to esterilize them, so Tina had in her first pregnancy four kittens but none of them survived because she got sick of mastitis. She was too younger when she was pregnant for the first time and maybe for that she was problems in her subsequent pregnancies , she was pregnant and a month later she got a natural abortion, for that I decided to esterilize her because I didn't wanted to see how she suffered. Despite that problem she was a happy and playful cat, when his brother Tommy died she was looking for him and cried but after a week she was normal again. The average life of a cat is 6 or 7 years, she lived 6. One day she stopped eating and a week later she died. When I told the vet she didn't want to eat he explained to me when cats know their time to die is coming they stop to eat and they look for a dark place to stay quiet. She did that. My beautiful Tina, I miss her.

My cats I'm a lover cat.I've had four cats. The first were Tina and Tommy, they were siblings, They were gray and white but Tina was light gray and Tommy dark gray.Tommy was the first to die, he was sick the most part of his life, he probably had a brain tumor, he was with me almost 4 years.Tina died two years later, she simply left to eat and a week later she died. It took two years before I had another cat, that was Katy, light gray and white , and one year later I decided to let with me one of her kittens, Robin completely dark gray was he. He was born when the FIFA World Cup was playing in France and died four years later during the FIFA World Cup in Korea/Japan. He was the only one I've never know when and how he died. He was an intrepid cat and maybe for that someone kick him and he lost one eye, after that he became fearful and he got a skin disease maybe for stress.So, one day I saw him in the backyard, he was on a ladder, I don't know why but I felt it was the last time I was going to see him, I told him I love you and I remained quite while he climbed the ladder and dissapeared trhough the rooftop. He never came back. Katy was the only one who lived more, almost 13 years. When I adopted her, she was the ugliest cat in the world, she was fearful because in her first home, the kids hurt her and she was never capable to be confidence with anybody except me and my brother.and when my nephews were born, she accepted them as well. I miss all my cats but Katy was very special to me, after her death I don't want another cat. I wasn't ready for another pet in my life. She died in 2007, it was until 2017 I got another pet, and incredibly it wasn't a cat, it was a dog.

Thoughts I've decided to write down here again because I must do something more to improve my English skills. Las time I wrote something on the notebook was in November 1rst, Every day I listen an episode of some podcast, today I've begun to listen The archers, I try to watch movies with English subtitles or without them as well. I am also at a forum of one of my favorites actors but most of the time i only read the comments because I'm conscious about my basic vocabulary, although Ive been writing more comments. At first, when I shared a comment, one second later I noticed the mistakes I had made and I felt bad, now I keep doing mistakes but knowing that if I make them is because I'm doing something to improve my skills.

Catrines The catrines are a character that they are related with Dia de Muertos, however litle or nothing has to do its origin with this celebration. The catrines as a character appeared in the middle of the XIX century, people used to use this word to name those who pretended showing a life style that it's didn't correponded their incomes, another meaning of this word was and currently has it is to name people who is wearing their best clothes: I am dressing as a catrin! She was dressed as a catrina! These two sentences show this meaning. In the Early XX century José Guadalupe Posada popularized the catrina representing it as a skeleton with best clothes and a big hat to make fun about people that prefered don't eat well to be able to buy fine clothes, in the colloquial languaje it would be said that they preferred to die of hunger in order to pretend a life style. Over the years the Posada's catrina became part of the celebration of Day of Deads, there is always be a catrina in the altar and women and men will dress up as catrines in these days. The catrina make up is a white face with dark eyes, nose and cheeks trying to imitate a skeleton, the catrina clothes generallynis a long dress with a bis hat or a crown of flowers, or the clothe can be the best clothes of the person who is dressing up as a catrina, in this case, the image show a catrina with the traditional costum of Zinacantán, Chiapas, one of the most beautiful costums of my country.

calabazita tía in Mexico is celebrated in late October and early November a fesrivity in honor a our dead relatives. It starts October 28 when an altar is put and ended November 3. the most important days are November1 and 2. Today is All Saints Day, in this day the souls of the dead children return to home and for that we put in the altar their favorite food and candies and in the early night the children dressed as catrinas or catrines, angels or wheatecer they want are going in each house to ask for calabazita(traditional candy of the feste) they sing this song we're little angels, from the heaven drop off, asking for pumpkin so we can eat, we don't want wine or beer, we only want what is put on the table ¡calabazita tía! The adullts give them candies (traditional.or.not) and the children go to the next house in the pic the celebratin in the Public Library where I work