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Everyone Needs a Friend Like This

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Bengal Bullshit

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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.

Lumi Cutie

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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?

Christmas Cat!

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.

We Need Some Lumi!

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This writing about what I’ve read is starting to annoy me already, as I will have several books under my belt before I can be arsed to post. I finished another one today…

I need to tell you about Lumi instead!

He is MASSIVE. Not quite 10 months old, he weighs nearly a stone (14lbs to a stone, so over 6 kilos). He won’t be fully grown until he is a year and a half old. Whoa! I seem to have a little white tiger in my house.


Neko and Lumi being buddies in the sunshine this week. Neko still has her St Patrick’s bandanna on – she loves it. Neko is about 36 kilos (just under 80lbs) so it does help to give an idea of Lumi’s size.


Such a long tail, too.


Mid-air action shots! He loves leaping to catch a toy (feathers onna stick are the best). It was sooo hard to get these. The rest of the play session was a white blur. 

New Cat Tree

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With Lumi at the vet from 9-4 today, it was prime time to assemble the tree without having to explain every step to him.

Yes, I do that. He wants to know, and listens intently.


I also wouldn’t have to fight him for the box, or fish screws out from under the fridge.

I dug all the parts out of the box, looking for the instructions. Oh dear, only one sheet. 

Oh dear…


That’s the instructions? This might take a while.

Hubby went out with the dog for a walk, and I set to work. It took about an hour, and I only had to re-do one part that I’d assembled backwards.


Ta-da! The old and the new. This is where it will live, right in the kitchen! It is taller than I am (I’d guess 5ft 10in or about 178cm) and very sturdy. I’ve disassembled the old one, and will see if our local SPCA wants it.

I did make one change. There are supposed to be two ‘ladders’ but I only put on one.


With – it blocks most of the largest platform. I figure the boys will use that as a step to get higher and not run up it.


So I left it off. Better, I think.


Lokii likes it!


Lumi loves it! He is only just back from his surgery so is a bit doped up still, and rather sleepy and clumsy. But he went right to the highest level and looked so proud of himself.

I’d recommend this tree, at least for now. Will see how it holds up to how Lumi launches himself onto and off of it.

Election Therapy?

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My stomach is in knots about the election tomorrow. I think a lot of you are feeling the same, no matter where in the world you live.

I did my part and voted – it is all I can do!

But maybe not all. Maybe some adorable Lumi pictures will help take your mind off of the potential political world disaster that will come to a close late Tuesday?


The brothers in Spot’s bed.


The nose!


The sleepy face.


The not-so sleepy face!


Hugs for all. 


More sleepy nose-face.


Very awake! About to start trouble.


Wise kitten says vote! 

Cat Post

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The boys earlier this evening. Panned out in the sun, Spot on my leg-pillow and Lokii simply having to be close to his ‘brother’.


Whoops, I woke Spot up. It wasn’t for long.


My favourite recent picture of Spottie – yawning in the sunshine!

I think this needs a meme. Anyone?

Awwwwww

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I was just petting Spot, our Bengal cat, and as I stoked him I commented on his single rosette marking, ‘His one rosette,’ I said to himself.

‘He has all the rosettes in my heart, though!’ says he.

Awwww.

  
I took this picture earlier in the week, as I thought Spot’s shoulder blades looked heart-shaped. The rosette is there, but rather fluffed up so not very distinct.

Got to love a man who unashamedly loves his cats. 

The Boys

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Spot (the Bengal) and Lokii (the Siamese) were on me like white on rice last night.  

My blue-clad legs and bare feet. I love how Spottie must touch my skin with his feet, if at all possible.

But then I had to get up. Which is always difficult, especially when your right leg has now gone entirely to sleep and feels like a chunk of wood that also hurts like ever-living-hell. I’m blaming the weird leg-nerve damage from my fucked up spine on the fact it takes longer for my leg to wake up than it does for me to realise it has gone to sleep.

In any case: they were on me because I was sitting in front of a fire

 
Spot is an old man, and I can guess that his nose doesn’t work as well as it used to. It’s my only explanation for the way he decided to curl up – face in his ‘brother’s’ butt. Mmm.
Brotherly love – even sans my legs as a nice warm moat against the world.