Frittens of the World – volume one
It doesn’t matter where you are, a fritten’s never far away
Wherever you go in the world, you can usually spot a fritten – the World Travel Blog word for a cat or a kitten – within minutes.
They’re usually quite friendly little examples, although in countries where there’s the slightest risk of rabies, petting is not recommended. Frittens are mostly friendly, as we know, but if one of them is that way out, they’ll just as soon take a side swipe at you as look at you.
The choir of furry felines here have been spotted as far afield as Chernobyl in Ukraine to Listvyanka in the depths of Siberia. Each is as fiercely independent as the next one, but equally possesses the unique fritten ability to make a saucer-eyed demand for a fillet of fresh Hake, lightly poached in some milk.
If you’ve managed to capture your own shot of a precocious Persian, a treacherous tabby or an adorable angora, why not send it in to us for inclusion in the gallery.
Email your image (no more than 1 meg please) to:
frittens@worldtravelblog.co.uk
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I like to pet them if I see one. I must be a fritten crazy lady…but I don’t care!
Lala
b&b Venice
Susan, our beloved fritten, pictured in the main header image above, fell asleep on 17th April, 2010. The loss is huge, as any fritten lover will know, but we were so lucky to be able to share her life with her and live in her house for so many wonderful years. She was the only girl ever to break our hearts, but I guess a lady always knows when to leave. Goodnight, God bless, Susan. xxx
Unbelievably, we lost our beautiful little black and white boy, Tom, just three and a half months after losing Susan. He left us, quite suddenly, on 8th August, 2010 after a few short days of illness. I guess they’re all together again now, one big happy fritten family, with big brother Wembley. Night, night, Tom. xxx
Sometimes things just don’t seem fair, but I guess it’s not for us to question; after losing Tom, we adopted three beautiful kittens, two tabbies called Irma and Joyce, and a sleek, black panther called Gomez. They were all happy, loving frittens but devastatingly, we found our gorgeous baby Joyce asleep by the side of the road on the morning of Sunday 27th February, 2011. She wasn’t quite eight months old, but we’re hoping it was very sudden. We buried her in a quiet corner of our garden, and live in the hope that she’s now in the care of those legends who went before her. Sweet dreams Joyce. xxx