I am Sophee; my registered name is Ms. Sophista-Kat. I am a calico, straight-eared Scottish Fold born in January 2012. I have the same father as Inkee-Bear and the same mother as Gracee. I might be the smallest but I have the loudest purr…I weigh less than 7 pounds. I love to play and let all of the other cats groom me. View Sophee's Posts.
I'm the Inspector-In-Residence at this house. Nothing gets past me -- not on Labor Day, not on any day. My hooman tells other hoomans that I don't miss a thing. And, I don't. I fly up and down the stairs between floors at breakneck speed, jumping off the wall if I feel like it and if my hooman has moved a chair, a lamp, a bowl, a pillow, I know. That's just how I am.
Thank goodness we’re indoor-only cats. How will we celebrate International Cat Day on August 8? The usual way. With the air conditioner cranked up to make the triple digit heat bearable.
I love it when I get my picture taken. But not here, not now. You'll notice I'm not smiling. But I'm almost smiling cause the vet assistant is really nice. It helps when she tells me how beautiful I am, pets me and talks to me in that soothing tone of hers.
You can't see us cause we're in our Sleepypod carriers. Me, Gracee -- I'm in the red carrier, Sophee's in the white one, Spirit's in the aqua one, and Inkee-Bear's in the blue one. We're waiting in the lobby with one teeny dog watching us and a big dog wanting to make furr-ends.
This is where you'll usually find me. I hang out in the barrel of our newest cat tree. It's right next to the dining room table where my hooman sits. I get pets & tummy scratches everytime she gets up. Plus, Spirit can't bug me when I'm in my barrel. I have knocked him out of the tree when he's tried. Yes, I have.
Doesn't everyone watch TV this way? You know, nose-to-screen? Team USA just won FIFA"s World Championship! Is that cool or what? Congratulations ladies!! You were purr-fect! And may you win many, many meowr!
My hooman's playing photographer -- trying to take a pic of me -- distracting me from watching my fav sport!! Team USA's gonna' win anyway.
SPIRIT: I was wonderin' who was purrin' their whiskers off in this bag. What'cha doin' in there anyway? SOPHEE: Hiding. I love to hide & I'm good at it. SPIRIT: If you're going to hide & be good at it, then you need to stop purring. We can all hear you -- your purrin's loud for cryin' out loud!
They can't find me! They never will. Spirit & Inkee-Bear can sniff & snuff all they want. They can't see me but I can see them through my porthole. That makes me one happy kitty. Purr, purrr, purrrr, purrrrr.
Here's those big bags I've been talking about. You can not only get in them & look out through the peep holes but you can hide -- disappear in them. That's what cats do. Inkee-Bear loves them too as you'll see in the next pics. For me, bags mean one thing -- actually two things -- hide and ride. Our hooman is going to say meow to the cat toy maker from ShopMeow.com.