I blearily took two photos of Lumi this morning. I could not see a thing, but he was literally standing on my cheek so I expected he wanted attention. He got it.
And then he yawned. Aaaaaaaaaaagh!
I’m worried that I’m not going to think he is so cute tomorrow morning.
Lokii turned ten this month. He is super healthy and only has the tiniest flecks of white on his ears.
He also has suddenly become…brave.
He wants to go outside for the first time in his life! Used to be, if I even held him by the window or back door he would get stressed or show no interest. Well.
Him this evening, looking like the king of the world on the roof of our car. He is just fine until a moving car comes close or a human appears, then he gets scared.
I’d love to see what he thinks of the cows next door!
I saw the most amazing thing yesterday! Siamese Lokii went for a pee. When he started to come out of the box, he put both front feet on the edge at first; then he put each foot back into the box, one at a time, and shook the litter off!
As he stepped out, he shook off each back foot as well.
I’ve had cats all of my life and have never ever seen this behaviour.
What a gentleman!
Eh, mam. Please, I was only sleepy…
Hmm. Maybe I shouldn’t include myself in that headline!
I took a bath today. Lumi came knocking at the door, as he always does. I’m well used to Bengals wanting to investigate a tub full of water with me in it after having Spot for so many years.
Lumi stood on the outside edge of the bath, walked down to my feet, turned and carefully made his way back up to my head. He did slip: not only have I recently trimmed his nails but there isn’t any ledge to hold on to. The tub is hard plastic with no possible kitty traction.
He continued on his way back up to my face, then decided to go behind my head and around to the wall side (tiled wall). He had not even an inch of space to walk on, it is angled downward for drainage, and his feet are huge…
I immediately realised there was a big chance of personal injury and quickly sat up so he didn’t use my skull or face as soft, traction-y, things he could claw into and hold on for dear life.
Shouldn’t have worried! Yes, he fell in. No, he didn’t panic, shred me or flail the bath water into foam. He stood there for a second, calmly and silently climbed out, shaking his feet. He didn’t even leave the room!
Luckily I had my phone in there with us, and got a couple of damp shots.
Bengals and water, you never know what might happen!
I love Lumi, I really do. But since I’ve been off work for three months, I have become his biggest toy.
I keep hair ties in my pocket to give to him whenever he is awake, and I need to sit down. He has three things he does with them: lose it under the TV stand, lose it under the couch, or take it into the kitchen.
If he goes in the kitchen, the hair tie first goes in the big water bowl. No problem if it is full…
…but if partially empty, this happens.
After that, I find the sopping wet hair tie in the dry food bowl, abandoned and smelly.
Tonight I had the trifecta, however. Spilled water. Then a massive puke (in a shoe, did he read how to be a stereotypical cat somewhere?), then one of his patented Giant Smelly Shits.
Now that he has purged from both ends, he is running around the house top to bottom enjoying his svelte new self. As he does.
It’s been pretty rough here lately, hence me not being around much. I need to post something fun to cheer me up, and what better than my kitten/no longer kitten Lumi?
He climbed in here behind my back, it’s a sack for firewood.
He has a skull on his shoulders!
Still loves his ‘brother’ Lokii.
And loves his ‘daddy’, too.
Iggy went home with his new family today! Friends of ours, they are a man and woman with a little boy and girl.
These are kind, intelligent, thoughtful, artistic people – Iggy couldn’t be in better hands. He has already made himself at home and loves having four sets of hands to pet him!
Best part is I can visit with him when I want to (but of course I will let him settle in and bond with his new people for a while first).
Thank you to everyone who followed his rescue with me. iDJ and I are quite relieved he is safe now – and I bet Iggy is, too.
He’s still at the vet. They neutered him last Thursday, the abscess is healing nicely…but he’s lonely. I just don’t know what to do. It’s costing me both in money and mental distress. I miss him at work all the time, but he can’t go back there as he comes inside the warehouse.
I’m beginning to think that turning him out in my back garden and hoping for the best is my only option. I hate that idea. I hate how people don’t take care of cats. It’s so frustrating to be full of love and full of hate at the same time.