I am Inkee-Bear. Some say my name should be Mellow-Purr-Bear because I take life as it comes. I was born in April 2011 or three weeks after Gracee. I am a silky, midnight-black, straight-eared Scottish Fold weighing in at almost 13 pounds. I was very sick when I first went to my forever home but my meowmuh and the lady Doc saved me. I purr most of the time but always when I think of them. View Inkee-Bear's Posts.
Now you see me, now you don't. Now you see me, now you don't. How many times do you see me? How many times you don't? Bet you can't keep count! Hope our hooman sees you at CatConLA2019! Meow, meow.
I see you, do you see me? I'm a pretty big guy but this is a pretty big bag. Purrfect fur me. Our hooman got these from folks that she met at last year's CatConLA.
You caught us investigating our Emergency Disaster & First Aid Kit. Our hooman took a Pet First Aid class from Denise Fleck @ petsafetycrusader.com. You can see her classes on your computer. So, if we get hurt in a disaster, we will be taken care of. We have never been in an earthquake but our hooman was in a really bad one. Hoomans & animals were hurt.
Paws up for all you Dads out there! Today is your day. Sophee and I have the same Dad -- Mr. Kool Kat. I know you're gonna' laugh, but I'm just like him. A veritable 'chip-off-the-block' so to speak -- too Kool for words. Now that I think of it, I should have been named Mr. Kool Kat's Kid.
I was not prepared to be left in charge of our house AND my siblings last month! For five whole days! I know Gracee is the oldest but I'm second oldest and I'm a guy and I'm bigger so I should be in charge. I'm all for our hooman learning more about cats at these conferences. That's good for us -- and other cats too.
Oops. Our hooman was ready to take the trash out but she got this phone call and, well -- you can see what happened. I didn't do it. It was the girls. They don't always see whisker-to-whisker but when it comes to getting into things, they're a real team.
SPIRIT: OK, Mr. Know-It-All Inkee -- what am I sniffing? INKEE: 'Maracas.' SPIRIT: Are they toys for us? INKEE: No, not for us. They're a percusion instrument -- a gourd-shaped container filled with dried beans. SPIRIT: So, what do they do?
SPIRIT: Our hooman says it's "Cinco de Mayo." What does 'cinco' mean? INKEE It means 5. SPIRIT: But there's only 4 of us. INKEE: It isn't how many of us there are.
Ha! Hi, Hooman! You just noticed me? I’ve been waitin’ in this trashcan for hours. Waitin’ for you to notice me! What’re you doin’? You’ve been sittin’ in this chair for a really long time starin’ at the screen & typin’ somethin.’ Is it about me? Bet it is. I’m the biggest AND the best cat in this whole house if I do say so myself.
INKEE-BEAR: So, just cool your jets, Spirit. It's getting late in the day. When the sun starts going away, those itty-bitty peeps settle down. Then we can open the front door again & enjoy the peace & quiet outside. SPIRIT: Cool. So, we can look for lizards & crawlies!? INKEE-BEAR: Yes, little guy.