I’m Binky and I’m from France. Binky is not really a French name but my Dutch bosses named me so when they took me to the Netherlands in September 2016.
I can not remember a lot of my past. I know that in August 2016 I went to a campsite in the Dordogne. Perhaps I walked away from home and could not find the way anymore, or did not want to take my boss for me anymore and he brought me to the camp because he knew that I would get food from all those foreigners camping there . And that was so. The first few weeks there were a lot of tourists and when I lay down on my back or did other artwork, I always got a nice bite from someone. It was nice to have fun running around the campsite, climbing trees and meeting many new people. I am very social and I ran out of everyone. I always welcomed the new guests and I soon wondered if those people liked me and if I would eat them. And a hug, because I also like to be cuddled.
The owner of the campsite had placed me on a website of found cats because he wanted me to get a new owner as soon as the campsite closed at the end of September. Because without food and in cold, I would not save it. But nobody was looking for me and nobody wanted to adopt me …
It got a bit calmer at the campground and fewer people came to give me food and cuddle. I started to get lean and I got very bad itching in my ears. My eyes began to tear and I had pain in my gums. And those fleas, it was terrible. I was no longer as happy as in the weeks before, but I kept doing my best to get some of those few people who had some nice snacks, though it took more and more trouble.
One day there was a new set with a big tent. I immediately ran to them and started playing with their tent. They found me funny and I knew I’d get some snacks from those people because they loved me very much. I even got my own chair to lay in. Because there were not many other people at the campsite and because I got food and attention from those people, I stayed with them all day long. I walked everywhere after them and if they were away by car, I immediately drove to them to leave them no longer. I was not allowed to sleep in the sleeping area of the tent alone, and that was a pity. But I was allowed to sleep in the inner tent on my own chair and with a blanket over me. It was pretty cold at night, so such a blanket was nice.
I was happy again at the campsite. I played, ran around, got a lot of food and lots of hugs. But suddenly something was happening. Those nice people grabbed their stuff and their tent while I lay in the sun on my own chair. I did not see if I did not notice it, but I knew I would be let down again, as happened more often. But I was mistaken because in the last minute I was stopped in a cage and put in the back of the car. I found it terrible, because I do not like to be locked up. What I’m screaming in that box. After two days we arrived in the Netherlands and I finally got out of the box. I liked my new house, but I had to get used to it a bit. I had to do my need for a cat litter while I always did it outside. I soon wondered how such a cat litter worked, but still I prefer to do it outside.
And I had to go to the vet because I had some problems to be solved. I had oormite, inflamed eyes, inflamed gums, fleas and worms. The vet was very sweet to me, but I did not feel so nice to be angry. My bosses wanted me to not get sick, so I had to be vaccinated for all kinds of diseases. Also, I had to be castrated, but I did not notice anything because I was anesthetized.
After a few weeks I was completely recovered from my problems and used to all those who came to see me, but I would like to go outside. My bosses do not have a garden and I do not like to spend the whole day in. I see outside those birds and other cats who can walk outside and then I get very sad. But if I’m sitting outside the door and walking very hard, I can walk with a mate, but I do not mind that. We started with short pieces, and I found it exciting, but now I do not get enough of it and I want to walk two or three times a day and always longer and longer. In the beginning, dogs seemed to me scary, but now I have more self-confidence and those dogs feel that. They are more bothering me than I am for them. And people are very excited to see me walking. Of course, I’d rather walk outside, but my bosses do not think that’s good because they’re afraid I’m going away or being hit. And they are also afraid that I’m going to pray for any food, I’m very good at it, and get even more fat. They think I’m too fat, because I eat a lot. I have to diet, but I do get my sentence. I have my tricks to eat. Very hard meow, for example, or lying on my back, or if it does not work, scratch the bank or gnaw the plants. I do that too if I want attention. If the bosses are behind their computer and I do not get attention, I just demand their attention. Hello, I’m there! I always stay with them in the neighborhood. And most of all, I lie on top of them when lying on the couch to watch television. I’m going to lie on my back with my legs up and then lend to enjoy it. Sometimes I dream of the campsite and all the trees I could climb in, but when I wake up, I realize that I have not been so bad with my new owners. And now I’m going to eat again a little bit …