For me, this is one of the best-named cats I have featured so far. He belongs to Heather Heaton who lives and works on Merseyside in the UK.

This is what Heather told me: “Hendrix is a one year old Bengal, who loves getting the house up at 3am to hear the birds, and then goes back to bed at 8am”.

HENDRIX!! How cool is that name?

Heather says that he and she are both ‘made up’ to be on A Cat A Day. Well I am too and I hope I receive more pictures and stories about this gorgeous boy as the year goes on.

Attila and Genghis (brilliant names!) were wedding presents from Aurel to her partner. They are sisters and the only way to tell them apart is that Genghis has a white patch on her neck and tummy and is a little bit fatter.

I have tons more photographs and stories about them, so we’ll see them again before I reach the end of the year . . .

Post edited and updated 25 April 2011: FJ

This is Alex Blagona’s cat, Phoebe (my second one, the first belongs to Helena Butterfield). Here is the lowdown on her from Alex:

” Phoebe is 5 years old, and is really quite intelligent.  Able to open doors, cupboards and on one occasion the fridge, Phoebe is good at communicating her mood and demanding attention when it suits her!! “

How relaxed and contented is this cat? Every right-thinking feline knows that a freshly-made bed is just for them. Minou lives with Susie Arnott, who tells me that she is very choosy where she sleeps. I have another gorgeous photograph of her to show you later in the year.

If you don’t speak French, you might not know that ‘Minou’ is the French word for “kitty”. A perfect name, don’t you think?

This is CoCo enjoying the sun. Recently she injured her spine, leaving her back legs useless. Charlotte (who teaches science and sings alto at my school) has been reassured that it’s just swelling and CoCo will completely recover. I would like to hand over to Charlotte herself: “This one was just yesterday in the garden lolling around on the grass. She is called Coco as when I got her (at Christmas time) she appeared to be such a calm and gentle little lady. Reserved when necessary, calculating and well behaved… Then…. ‘Battle Cat’ emerged. After a few weeks, the daemon inside of her awoke and she’s been a bit mental ever since – her spinal injury is testament to how much she chucks herself about! She was a farm cat who arrived as a barrel shaped, poorly kitten with lots of worms and quite timid, but the vet suggests her farm cat credentials is why she is so lively…! So! This is her! ”
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Figaro lives next-door to my mum. Her owners thought she was a male kitten when she first arrived and gave her a boy’s name. She turned out to be a girl, but kept her name. I came across her and snapped her photo yesterday when visiting my mum. Figaro was waiting outside her front door for her owners and was happy to be stroked and pose for the camera.
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