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.
Spirit: What's Valentine's Day? Inkee-Bear: It's a day to show that you like -- Spirit: How do I know that? Inkee-Bear: Sigh.
That's a ram? What big ears you have, Mr. Ram. Those are horns? They're hard? So when they ram someone or something it really hurts? Yikes. Then they should win. They're playing the Patriots? Isn't that an automated surface-to-air missle? Our cat-tionary says the Patriots detect & intercept incoming missles/aircraft & probably footballs!
What did you say? There's a what behind me? A ram? What's a ram? An animal? Never heard of it before. A Los Angeles ram? Are those different from Colorado rams? You've confused me. Lemme' see what this ram thing is behind me.
Finally. In case you haven't noticed, I finally have my bed to myself. I guess I should acknowledge that it's actually our hooman's bed but she let's us sleep on it -- sometimes with her in it.
Jeff, our webdesigner, charlescreative.com, thinks our pic resembles the Chinese symbol for Yin & Yang. Yin & Yang has been a fundamental concept in Chinese philosopy & culture since before the 3rd century BCE.
Inkee-Bear: Fire up that new CD! Gotta’ see what that ‘beat’ thing is. Our hooman loves Cuba's music. Spirit: More than she loves me? Inkee-Bear: Probably.
A new CD? For us? A late Christmas gift? A New Year’s gift? Our hooman thinks that music is always a good way to start any New Year. She went to Cuba a few years ago & fell in love with the music. Now she's asking us to listen to Cuban music, to see if we ‘feel’ it -- you know -- the beat.
We're exhausted. We've been taking down our Christmas decorations all day. Kind of sad. All the Santas, the deer, the angels, the elves, they're all getting packed away in baggies, bags, & plastic bins. This festive Christmas throw covered our big recliner. But now it's time to get it washed & put away with all the other things for next Christmas.
Inkee-Bear: "We're waitin' for Santa. Sleep? Did you say sleep? Tonight? The night before Christmas? I keep tellin' Spirit. We have to be patient. But Spirit is--well, you probably already figured it out." Spirit: What? I'm patient -- most of the time. So what if I jump at every little noise? I'm what you call high-strung.
I can help decorate! Trust me. I'm a good decorator. Please?!! I'll string garlands, lights. Whatever you want. What? OK. OK. So I'm better at unstringing. So what? Can't hold that against a critter, can you?