In memoriam
Atos Knyaz Gvidon

A tomcat born on 5 september 2001, so that a gentleman in his best years. By type he is nice tomcat with a little more narrow jaws and longer but wide nose, wide forehead and green eyes. Intensively deep black tabby colour with dotted drawing and dense hair of high quality. His character had been a little influenced by his journey from Russia, during cruel freeze in evening he traveled by plane from Petersburg to Frankfurt, where he spent one night and then continuted to Praha in the morning, where we accepted him around noon. He is stil very talkative, but he tone is different. He had wild genes of ancestors – escaping distance and doesn´t let us caress him if he doesn´t want to. But if you by chance striked the right moment, he turned to cossetting darling and let you do anything with him – cutting claws, putting powder into his coat or brushing what he literally loved especially on tummy. What is interesting he tolerated exhibitions excellently, everything all right when in cage, perfectly tolerated assessing, and if he has his lucky day, he showed himself also at BIS if nominated. He achieved title EC, had success also at exhibition (see Exhibitions), just hadn´t left too many kittens. Also the travelling was not his „hobby“.
What is sad to say, he suddenly died in october 2009 because of kidney failure.
Packa

By now in memoriam… She was third one with this name and we shared baby bed and looked a little like „tabby“ siberian. The second cat I obtained when became independent and she was keeping my company for 13 years of my life until she got tumor disease melanom and she stopped to enjoy life. Soon after her Packa III. came to my life, again black tortie and whole15 years was caressing me on face (this cannot do any other kitty). She was my friend with big F and my long-time friend was calling her Felis Familiaris – familial cat. She was also taking part on exhibitions in category domestic cats and obtained plenty of awards. In the end she got severe diabetes, insulin wasn´t taking effect, she didn´t like injections at all and finally she passed away in my arms at my veterinarian friend.
Nikolaj Ok - Siberia

Our first siberian cat, or exactly said siberian tomcat – tomcat of wild colouring, and not olny that. He was delightful, massive (8 kg) with excellent dense coat which almost never moulted. More older he got, harder became mating. Today´s breeders put emphasis on the temperament and handling of their pets. Agression is important bad point and howsoever nice is animal, if doesn ´t let to be assessed to (or in better case is frightened and twisted up like armadillo), is unfortunately inapproriate for breeding. Luckily, this nature isn´t so „extensive“ so that absolutely doesn´t appear in his great-grandsons and another kittens.
Nikolaj died from tumor disease as 11 years old.