Well now, let me tell ya ’bout these here Golden Clans British Cattery cats. Them ain’t just any cats, mind you. They’re special, like them fancy teacups your grandma used to have, but furrier.
First off, they got these kittens, little balls of fluff they call ’em. Real cute and playful, always tumbling around like my grandkids on a sugar rush. They got all sorts, golden ones, with fur like sunshine, they say. And they got them British Shorthairs too, stout little fellas, calm as you please, not like them jumpy Siamese cats next door.
- They got Golden British Shorthair kittens, real popular they are. Folks line up for ’em, seems like. They’re always posting pictures online, little furballs lookin’ all innocent, but I bet they get into plenty of mischief when nobody’s lookin’.
- And if you want one of them kittens, you gotta get on a waiting list. Imagine that! A waitin’ list for a cat! Must be somethin’ special about ’em.
Now, they say these cats cost a pretty penny. Heard someone sayin’ somethin’ ’bout hundreds, even thousands of dollars. Can you believe it? Back in my day, cats just showed up on your porch and you fed ’em table scraps. But these, they’re different, they say. They got pedigrees and all that fancy stuff. Means they come from good families, I guess, like them horses they race.
These folks at Golden Clans, they take good care of their cats, I tell ya. They got this insurance thing, for the kittens. Thirty days, they say, covers ’em if somethin’ bad happens. Never heard of such a thing, but I guess it makes sense, you spend all that money on a cat, you wanna make sure it stays healthy.
Now, they talk about these cats havin’ a calm temperament. That means they ain’t gonna be climbin’ your curtains and scratchin’ your furniture, I reckon. Good thing too, ain’t nobody got time for that. They just wanna sit on your lap and purr, like a little motor runnin’. And they got them plush coats, soft as a baby’s blanket. You just wanna pet ’em all day long.
But don’t go pickin’ them up all the time, they don’t like that too much. Seems like they got their own ideas about things, kinda like my husband, stubborn as a mule. They say it’s like pullin’ their tail, uncomfortable and all that. Just let ’em be, they’ll come to you when they want some attention.
Breedin’ quality, that’s what they say makes these cats so special. They look a certain way, you know, meet some kind of fancy standard. And their genes, that’s important too. It all adds up to how much they cost, I hear. A Golden British Shorthair, they got this code, “ny” they call it. And they got different patterns on their fur, spots and stripes and all sorts. Makes ’em look like little tigers, some of ’em.
So, if you’re lookin’ for a good cat, a fancy cat, a cat that’ll sit on your lap and purr, these Golden Clans British cats might be just the ticket. Just be prepared to shell out some dough, and don’t go pickin’ ’em up too much. They’ll let you know when they want some lovin’. And that’s the truth, as sure as I’m standin’ here.
They got a cattery page, that’s what they call it. Like a website, I guess. You go there and see what kittens they got, if they’re available. And they got a Facebook page too, seems like everyone’s on Facebook these days. You can see pictures of the cats and all that. They make it real easy to find ’em, that’s for sure.
So, that’s the story on them Golden Clans British Shorthair cats. Fancy, expensive, and calm. Not like them mangy alley cats I used to feed. These are the real deal, they say. And if you got the money and the patience, they might just be the perfect cat for you. But me? I’ll stick with my old tabby, she’s good enough company for me.
