I am Spirit, the youngest, strongest, most intense and active of all the cats in my family. I am a silver Egyptian Mau with black spots weighing in at just less than 13 pounds. I was born in November 2012 in Wichita, Kansas; I flew from there to my forever home in Los Angeles. Life is so exciting, isn’t it? I love meeting people, learning new things and having my tummy tickled. I run all the time….up and down the stairs, through the house and on my new cat wheel. View Spirit's Posts.
Inkee-Bear & I are hard-core patriotic Americats, know what I mean? Just wanna' wish all you two-legged and four-legged patriots out there a safe and Happy Fourth of July. Meowmuh has the TV on so the noises aren't too bad & she sprayed Feliway to calm us. Actually, I'm goin' to take a little nap, you know, a cat nap.
If you can't see this video, click on the above Title. We're just finishing up our exploring. Gracee found the toys. "Gracee, hurry up before Meowmuh catches us. Get those cat toys outta' there so we can play with 'em." Can you smell that catnip? Makes me more wild & crazy than usual, if you know what I mean. "Hurry, Gracee! Meowmuh's coming downstairs!!"
Gracee found our cat toys!! Meowmuh put them in a zippered pocket. Gracee's gonna' dig 'em out. Gracee, are there enough down there for all of us? Hurry up, Gracee, hurry up!
Sometimes you have to get "into" somethin' to figure out what's goin' on. Somethin' in here smells like catnip. Gracee thinks there are cat toys in here. Know what? I think she's right, for once. Bet she'll sniff & find the toys that Meowmuh brought home for us.
SPIRIT: Do you hear that? TATATA-ta -- It's a merry-ah-? INKEE: Mariachi band. SPIRIT: I knew that. Wanna' dance? INKEE: No, but you can. While you're at it, why don't you mind your manners & wish everyone a Happy Cinco de Mayo? SPIRIT: A what? OK. Happy Cinco de Meowo! INKEE: Close enough. Sigh.
Did U know that April 17 was National Haiku Poetry Day? So, while we were tryin' to bird-watch and after a lot of hissing & swatting, we wrote our own Haiku poem:
Springs' renewal brings
Nest building in eaves despite
Cats' wanton warnings.
Spirit: What did ya' say? Hippity-hop-hop down the bunny trail? Where's that? Inkee-Bear: Who cares? Spirit: Take a nap, Inkee-Bear. I'm investigatin' somethin' here. Dude-Big-Pink-Ears here says he's gonna' hop somewhere. Is it outside? Can I come? I wanna' see the bunny trail. Don't you, Inkee-Bear? Inkee-Bear: You go, I'll nap.
Saints & le-pre-cons? We're celebrating them today? OK. How do we celebrate? Drink green beer? Wear a shamrock? I'm game if we get treats. No treats!? Hissss. Oh, well. Then I'm gonna' take a nap but Happy St. Pat's Day anyway everyone!
This is one of my fav spots to nap. Up on our cat-walk, we can nap, soak up the sun, wake up, stretch & look outside. We can watch the tree, the leaves, the birds, the street, the sidewalk, the people, the trucks--we can watch it all. It is a totally rad nap spot. And, in case you didn't notice, my big brother, Inkee-Bear agrees with me.
I'm always ready for a good nap, a real good nap. And I love this blue cat bed that Meowmuh bought at CatConLA2015. We take turns napping in it. Meowmuh says we like it because it makes us feel safe and secure. I'm sure she's right but I always feel safe & secure--especially when I'm thundering through the house at 30 mph!