Showing posts with label Family Tree. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family Tree. Show all posts

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Then I came along



Vicki and Paul had finally bought a house with a lovely yard but just felt something was missing. Luckily I came along. I was rescued from a Pound. Who would put me there? Luckily one of the Pound workers recognised Royalty and took me home. She then asked around and that is how I ended up with Vicki and Paul. I was just what they needed. Vicki got out the Khan Family Tree and tested a few names and chose Batu Khan.












I rule a huge empire now and have many servants. This is the life I was born to.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The next one... Ogi



Paul needed a rebound cat after losing Kubla in such tragic circumstances. He found Ogedei in the local petshop.












Ogi lived with Paul in a flat above a shop. He had the whole run of this flat and a wonderful courtyard at the back with a view across a Valley. Paul was very surprised when Ogi jumped off the courtyard balcony and spent a few days AWOL. Ogi did turn up again at the front door one night. He obviously had to conquor the surrounding empires and once his campaign was over he could return home for some R&R.






Ogi got quite sick and lost control of his bodily functions. Those campaigns must have taken it out of him. He was taken care of and Paul vowed never to have another cat.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

The next generation..Kubla




After several years of grieving, Paul then got a new cat. A lovely black kitten called Kubla.





http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kublai_Khan









Kubla loved his life with Paul. He used to sit on the motobikes and go for drives in the Mazdaradi. Kubla was a very social cat. It was all working out very nicely until he too became a victim of the busy road out the front of the family home.










Monday, March 23, 2009

The origins of my name...



I get a lot of queries about my lovely unusual name. Did you know that I am a fourth generation Khan? My servant, Paul, grew up with a cat, that was a stray and adopted his family. Paul named him Genghis.












He was a cat unto himself. Paul obviously recognised that he was royalty and named him appropriately. Paul's family lived on a very busy road and Genghis would often bail tourists up on their way to a very famous lookout at the end of his street. Genghis was obviously only asserting his authority and wanting his loyal subject to bow down to him. Unfortunately, after many years of pampered living, Genghis' hearing was not what it used to be and the very busy road was his downfall. A car, obviously going too fast, ran Genghis over. If only the owner knew who he had killed!