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.
I'm still measuring. I'm just not sure I can jump in there with this stupid cone on cause it's hard to see what I need to see. I think I'll just wait until later but I'll figure it out before the end of the day. It's my fav spot to watch Meowmuh fix our food. And while she's fixin', I'm talkin.' Between you & me?
I want to be in my stroller. It's my fav place. Let me see. I'll measure. You may not know it, but we cats frequently stand up to 'measure' before we jump on or into something new. Jumping into the stroller with this cone on is a problem but I'll figure it out. If not today, tomorrow.
I figured this one out. I can eat from my bowl! The bowl is small enough that the cone sorta' fits aroud it. I'm starved. Going to the vet would make any critter hungry! My hooman is relieved & impressed that I can eat with this cone thing on. I'll show her & my sibs -- I can do anything -- cone or no cone.
I'm trying to just walk but things keep getting in the way of this stupid thing around my neck -- this thing called a cone. It stops me in my tracks. Why?!! Meowmuh says it's because the cone covers my whiskers. When I don't have a cone on, little air currents in the room vibrate my whiskers just enough to tell me where everything is -- the air currents change around furniture/objects.
Can you believe this? A neck cone? For a mosquito bite? Yes, I scratched it even after Meowmuh treated it from the cat emergency first aid kit. She told me to stop but I couldn't. How do you not scratch an itch? I scratched 'til it bled.
It's a rainy day in 'Sunny, Southern California' -- nothing to watch -- no birds, no leaves, no squirrels, no racoons, nothin.' We listened & watched rain drops 'til we couldn't keep our eyes open any longer. Meowmuh said we were clearly hip-no-tie-zed.
Finally, doin' my fav thing. I'm outside! I can sniff the air, watch the squirrels, the birds, the leaves -- listen to all the noises including the birds arguing & scolding me when I'm outside. I'd love to run free but Meowmuh says there are too many coyotes & cars that drive too fast on the road in front of our house.
Now this is what I call smoke.This AP pic was taken in Malibu where many beautiful homes were burned as the Santa Ana winds pushed flames over Freeways, through canyons, up & down mountains until it finally reached the ocean where it consumed anything it so desired.
This pic scares me. I don't like to be around fire. One of my big brothers, Tigger, was fascinated with flames. He crouched in front of our fireplace & gazed into the flames like he was hypnotized. Not me. These men & women are the bravest of brave. They worked 36 hour shifts.They slept on the ground; they didn't get a break cause the wind & fire didn't take a break.
The Woolsey Fire in the background illuminates two horses waiting further evacuation on the beach in Malibu. Many homes in Malibu were burned because the fire moved so fast over the mountains to the ocean. Some people fled in their boats. The Pacific Coast Highway was jammed with evacuees heading into Santa Monica.