Tiger now has female company

Recently, we made an important decision about Tiger. After thinking it through, we realized he really needed some company to stay happy and healthy. He’d been on his own for about a year, and even though he seemed fine, we thought having a friend would do him good. We figured he might like a little girlfriend.

That’s when Puma came into our lives.

At first, Tiger wasn’t too impressed. He kept his distance and clearly needed some time to adjust. But even early on, he was willing to share his food and toys, which felt like a small but meaningful step.

Over time, things changed. Tiger started warming up to Puma, and now he treats her like a little sister. There’s a gentle, protective side to him when he’s around her, which is really heartwarming.

They play together every day—chasing each other, play-fighting, and tumbling around the house. Their personalities just click and balance each other perfectly. Watching them together makes me so happy and reassures me we made the right choice. Tiger isn’t alone anymore; he has a companion, a playmate, and a little partner in crime.

Do we all need companionship?

I think most of us do need companionship in some way — but how much, and what kind, really depends on the person. We’re naturally social beings, and connection plays a big role in how we feel day to day. Having people around us can create a sense of safety and support. It helps reduce stress and has a positive effect on both our mental and physical health.

When someone feels lonely for a long time, it can really take a toll. It increases the risk of depression and can even lead to physical complaints. We’re simply not built to feel completely isolated. Even small moments of connection — a conversation, a shared laugh, someone checking in — can make a big difference.

That said, not everyone needs the same level of social interaction. Some people, especially introverts, don’t need constant contact. In fact, they often recharge by being alone. For them, alone time isn’t lonely — it’s necessary. Others feel energized by being around people and thrive on frequent interaction.

Some people are perfectly happy with one or two deep, meaningful relationships. Others love having a big circle of friends and lots of social activities. There’s no right or wrong amount of companionship.

In the end, it’s less about how many people you have around you, and more about whether you feel genuinely connected and understood.

Feeling connected

What seems pretty universal is that we all want to be seen and understood by at least one person. We want to feel like we belong somewhere and have a meaningful connection, whether that’s with family, friends, or a community.

It doesn’t mean we need tons of socializing. For some, just one close, supportive relationship is enough. Even if we don’t need a lot of company, most of us still need some kind of connection to feel happy and balanced.

More About Puma

Our girl Puma has a gray coat and striking orange eyes. She loves going outside and is super adventurous—sometimes a little mischievous too. It took her a while, but now she and Tiger get along really well. They complement each other perfectly and make a fun little team.

Tiger isn’t a kitten anymore

He doesn’t feel like playing as much these days and spends more and more time sleeping instead. He still likes going outside, but only when the weather is nice. If it’s cold or raining, he’s not interested at all. In the summer, though, he’ll complain endlessly about wanting to go out. He sits by the door, meowing dramatically, as if his life depends on it, until someone finally gives in and lets him out.

Chicken on the menu

We try to keep his food varied so he stays healthy and keeps growing properly, but his favorite food has never changed. It’s chicken, always chicken. No matter what else is in his bowl, chicken is what he truly loves. He eats dry kibble, wet food, and every now and then he gets cheese snacks when he behaves well. He knows exactly when he deserves a treat too, and he’ll make sure we don’t forget it.

Luckily I’m still best friends with him

I always knew the day would come when he’d grow from a tiny kitten into a grown tomcat, and now that day is here. Even though I knew it was inevitable, it still feels a little strange. Sometimes I really miss the kitten he used to be—the one who wanted to play with me from the very first day and who would fall asleep at my feet without any hesitation. Back then, he was full of energy and curiosity, constantly running around the house like he had no off switch.

I miss how everything was new to him. Every sound made him look up, every moving shadow was something to chase, and every moment was an excuse to play. He would zoom through the house for no reason at all and then suddenly crash somewhere, completely exhausted, like a tiny furry tornado that ran out of power.

But honestly, I love this version of him even more.

He likes to be outside

I love the cat he’s become—the one who knows he has to be home by sunset. He’s learned the routine, and even though he sometimes pushes his luck, he usually comes back right on time. I love how he tries to communicate with us, using different meows, looks, and body language to let us know exactly what he wants. Sometimes it really feels like he’s trying to have a conversation, and we’re just doing our best to keep up.

He also has a way of making us laugh without even trying. His personality has really developed over time, and he’s no longer just a playful kitten but a cat with clear preferences, moods, and opinions. He knows what he likes, what he doesn’t, and he’s not afraid to show it.

Most of all, I love how smart he is. He learns quickly, remembers routines, and always seems aware of what’s going on around him. That intelligence makes him feel less like a pet and more like a true companion.

Tiger may not be a kitten anymore, but he’s grown into an amazing cat—one who brings comfort, humor, and joy into our lives every single day.

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After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to make my first story about my house cat. His name is Tiger. He belongs to the British Shorthair cat breed.
We named him this way because he somewhat resembles a tiger. He is white in color with gray accents here and there.
Tiger also strongly resembled a white stuffed animal that I had won at the fair.

I think he knows what the word “tiger” means, especially after I took a photo of him together with my stuffed toy.
This also becomes apparent when he plays, because that’s when his hunting instinct comes out and it almost looks as if he is training.
He has many toys and a scratching post, but the toys that really stand out are the mouse toys.

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Tiger quickly found his place at home.
He immediately knew how to use the litter box, where his food was, how to play with toys, and how to communicate with us.
He also pays close attention to his hygiene by licking his white coat clean.
In the summer, Tiger enjoys going outside. He likes spending time with his friends, and occasionally he gets into a fight.
Because of him, I’ve learned that I’m more of a cat person than a dog person.

They say that pets often start to resemble their owners, and in my case that’s true.
I notice that Tiger has less and less energy and enjoys sleeping in and eating.
In the beginning, I taught him that he has his own food and isn’t allowed on the table during meals. He has now made peace with that.

He prefers doing activities with my mother rather than with me. It seems that he does not miss his cat family.

Sometimes there has been a miscommunication;
for example, when he scratched the soil out of a plant pot.
I now know that this is his way of asking me to clean his litter box.
My cat doesn’t know what “pointing” means, which sometimes leads to funny moments.

The most difficult moment with my pet was when the veterinarian treated his reproductive organs. This means he cannot have children. I even asked the vet whether this process could be reversed later, but it could not.

All in all, I am very happy with the decision to get a pet. You don’t know what you’re missing.

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Ancient Egyptians and Cats

That admiration took on a religious form in the goddess Bastet. She was often depicted as a woman with a cat’s head or as a cat. Bastet symbolized protection, fertility, and domestic happiness. Cats were seen as her earthly representatives and were therefore treated with great care.