A day in the life of Barney

I’ve been here for a very long time – even before it was Syros Cats when there was a butcher’s shop nextdoor. I was born in Kini and when I was about three months old, my cat mum went off to do her own thing and I started to make my way on my own. […]

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF KRISPY

I’m the only cat here at Syros Cats that has come from another island. I was born on Andros, it’s about two hours away on the ferry. When I was very small a French lady took me in, she lived in the mountains and in winter it’s very cold and wet. Us cats hate wet… […]

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF DOUGAN

I’ve always had a problem with my eyes. I was rescued from Galissas at about five weeks old, I couldn’t get any food because I couldn’t see and was full of parasites. Luckily I was found by a tourist and her son from Athens, and they brought me to Syros Cats, where they cleaned my […]

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF COCO

They call me Coco.  It’s a bit of an insult to my beautiful dark black, brown and orange glossy fur. I go to a lot of trouble keeping it clean and smooth. I didn’t always live at Syros Cats, but I’ve always had plenty of food. I was born in Kini, my mother made a […]

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF PUMPKIN

I really like a good fight. It’s such fun creeping up on the other cats when they’re sleeping, waiting for them to wake up and nearly jumping out of their skin when they see how close I am.

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF SISSY: PART 2

Well – I needn’t have worried. Everything has turned out very well for me…

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF SISSY

I didn’t want to be a mum. At not even one year old, I was just a kitten myself, but you know how it is!

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF COOKIE

I was a tiny kitten and very sick, with bad eyes, a running nose and I couldn’t breathe. But I fell on my paws when I arrived here, even though I was sick for a long time. I had special food, a warm bed, but I was a bit lonely as I’d lost my cat mom and my siblings. No one here wanted to be my friend…but it all changed when I met Jenny…

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF JUNIOR

I’d heard there were places, not too far away, that were warm and safe, where humans were kind and you didn’t have to fight for food. But I was afraid to leave the place I knew…

A DAY IN THE LIFE OF FROSTY

I didn’t have a name until I was three years old. I lived in backstreets of the main town in Syros. It was a bit rough as an area and I had to learn to take care of myself…