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It’s my bespoke stomping ground in the Intermatrix. You are very welcome, and thanks for stopping by…
This time, a Burmese moment… As a gentle warning, if you don’t like cats (and, in particular, Burmese cats) you may want to look away now.
In the interests of balance, I want to put the limelight on Pagoda. A brief moment on a lazy Bank Holiday…
Her full-on, no-holds-barred, knock-down-drag-out name is, as decreed by the all-powerful Governing Council of the Cat Fancy, is:
Karriewhitchit Aligrea
‘Pagoda’ works better when yelling at her not to rip up one of the sofas.
Chocolate Burmese.
Date of birth: 22 January 2015.
I was delighted to find out that her mother is Karriewhitchit Allthatjazz. Pagoda certainly shows off some syncopated moves when she shreds a rug.
I thought I would run through her main characteristics.
Bloody-mninded. She has right of abode on my chest when I am sitting down and wearing an acceptably comfortable item of clothing. Preferably a wool jumper. She is able to detect me anywhere in the house and home in on me with a purr the decibel equivalent of a large washing machine tackling student washing, or a small light aircraft.
Moving is not an option, otherwise her Bad Side comes out, together with the pointy bits of her, ready to act like a grapnel on the North face of the Eiger..
Unwavering. Whether it’s shoulder-charging the utility room door, dive-bombing the sleeping dog or trying to squeeze through the window shutters, she pursues her twisted goals with Terminator-like efficiency…
…She can’t be bargained with, can’t be reasoned with, she doesn’t feel pity or remorse or fear, and she absolutely will not stop… EVER…
Kyle Reese
Ravenous. Whether stalking her kibble, trying to eat her toy mouse, inhaling her Felix or, best of all, heisting the dog’s food, for one so small that cat has a BIG appetite. I always keep my finhers and toes moving while she’s around me. But wait, doesn’t that make me…LIVE PREY?
Mad. ‘Nuff said.
Elegant. (Evil.) Either. Both. See above.
Sleepy. She’s a cat, what can I say?
Extreme. Whatever she does is at the far end of the cat continuum.
I hope you enjoyed my acrostic moment above.
Cheers,
Alan
Alan Camrose
