She was born ready.
My husband and I are hobbyist musicians. I am a vocalist and he plays a ton of instruments: viola, bass, cello, piano, and guitar. He practices while I make dinner, and he’s pretty good so I get awesome music every night. Solstice sits on his lap while he plays the guitar so I guess he …
She’s a few months old in this shot. Look how long her tail is in proportion to her body. So, you might notice she’s on a scratching post with a piece of fabric on it. This was her mega scratching post, about 2.5-3 ft high and half a foot wide. When she was a wee …
Solstice giving the feather toy the old 1-2-punch.
He used to want to lay with her so badly that he’d lay ‘nearby’ then slowly creep/ooze closer and closer until he was on top of her. She’s smiling in this picture so you probably wouldn’t believe me if I told you she growled, chomped, and swatted at him, then ran off in a huff. …
I’ve never seen a Mau with eyes that compare to hers. They’re just stunningly perfect in real life. Pale mint green. Solstice’s are olive in comparison.
This was my first ‘favorite’ shot of Solstice. He was still a tiny kitten. I had been saving it all these months for the 2015 calendar, but vertical shots are hard to use so it didn’t go in. So you can enjoy it instead!
The less likely she is to fit in the bag, the better. Her expression here kills me. There’s a really bizarre 70s vibe.
What is it they say about Maus? Their default expression is worried? This was taken when Solstice was just a wee little kitten. His default expression is now half-asleep joy. (I painted that peacock in the background in Japan. I was learning the technique of Kyo-Yuzen, ink-grinding, from some artisans in Kyoto’s Marumasu: http://marumasu.sakura.ne.jp. Lou …
Notice how svelte and agile Wintermuse looks here, compared to how low and stumpy Solstice looks in the post below. I’m just sayin’. Yes, this is a crinkle mouse. I believe I’ve written about them before. No toy lights up Wintermuse’s life like a crinkle mouse. It’s the Romeo to her Juliet.
Egyptian Maus don’t need to drink. They are desert cats and get their hydration through food. Wintermuse does not drink unless she wants to for recreational reasons. Solstice, however, loves drinking. He also loves eating. I think he just loves doing things with his mouth, frankly. You’ll notice that this bowl has a little fish …
We call this toy the rainbow snake. It is a multicolored piece of felt tied to a stick. That’s all. She used to looove chewing on it. If we tie a toy to the end of the fabric, she goes nuts. Cats are so simple sometimes. The cats would swallow it if we left it …
One of my favorite pictures. Alas, it did not make it into the calendar. I haven’t seen a sunset like this in quite awhile.
We call this the princess bed because it is pink, fuzzy, and heated. Solstice and Wintermuse fight over it.
I think I even have a video of her using it:
No resemblance at all.
Spoiler alert: it’s food.
An outtake from my first Halloween shoot with Wintermuse many years ago. Being an indoor cat, she had never seen ‘real’ leaves before.
You may notice these grey things in a lot of pictures. They are giant kitty paws made of plush. Lou made them for me years ago before we even had cats as a holiday gift. (We don’t like Christmas, so we give each other just 1-3 gifts, usually home-made and as weird as possible.) These …
An adorable curvy yawn with some curled feet. She pingpongs between cute and regal on a daily basis.
She usually likes to sleep in a little ball, but sometimes she branches out and sleeps as a triangle.* *I told you she loves blankets.
Look at those giant paws and that little head.
My Egyptian Mau stands in front of a screen with pictures of other Egyptian Maus. I think she walked over as I was doing a google image search. She likes to stand in front of my screen and stop me from working. The modern equivalent of laying on a book.
Yes, they are sleeping butt-to-butt. It’s almost like a little heart.
We were just sitting around like usual lately when Solstice meowed, then walked up to sit in Lou’s lap, like he does almost every day. Then Lou noticed he had one eye closed. Now Solstice just does this sometime for fun.. he is so lazy he keeps one eye shut, especially if he just woke …
Isn’t that sweet? And yes, Solstice does have a big caboose.
When the stuffed animals aren’t available, Wintermuse sleeps under the blankets. Sometimes if she looks restless, we’ll lift up the edge of a blanket on the couch, and she’ll perk right up, trot over, climb under it, and go to sleep. At night, she used to come in and headbutt my face until I lifted …
The wider shot of the previous picture. That thing on the left is a dragon we got from Ikea years ago. He is called a Minnen Drake, and he guards our couch.
I mentioned in the last post that Solstice is the cuddler and Wintermuse is the cuddlee, the little spoon to his big spoon. The look she usually has when he is trying to lay with her is quite like this one.
That’s right, her head is on his body. Usually, he’s the cuddler, and she is the cuddlee, passively laying there and secretly hating him. I don’t know how this shot happened. He loves it, though. That’s a smiling cat.
Look at those little curled feet and those belly spots.
The cats like sleeping in the animal pile because it is warm, soft, and burrowable. We lost half our couch to a pile of stuffed animals which became a glorified cat bed. Yes, we’re adults. Good thing we don’t use the couch for anything.
Contrast the happy petting expression of Solstice here with Wintermuse’s horrified expression in the previous post.
A rare pic of me with Wintermuse. The horror on her face as she realizes I am RIGHTTHERE is uh.. something.
Who falls asleep with their paws in the air? I mean, really. It’s now fall. We had a good summer, but with the temperature dropping, Wintermuse is coughing again. Just one cough every other day, but it is back. On wet days, she coughs more. If the weather suddenly gets cold, she coughs more. It’s …
Wintermuse was nearly four months old in this photo. She is obviously bigger than Solstice in the shot just below this one.
Solstice was the runt of the litter, so he’s four months old here but looks less than 3 months. He was a tiny little thing. <3
A little instagram filter fun…
He’s actually afraid of this chair. He won’t step on the grey part if he can help it. The only way he’ll get into the chair, even if his favorite thing is in it, is if the white blanket is on the grey part. It’s completely nuts.
Wintermuse was just a kitten. Her eyes were slowly becoming green.
Solstice just loves Wintermuse. He wants to be wherever she is. If she lays, he’ll flop nearby and creep closer and closer until he is laying next to or on her. Sometimes she leaves in disgust. Sometimes, she is sleeping, so she doesn’t notice. Sometimes, she’ll deign to bathe him. Look how he snuggles into …
Solstice is not very photogenic, but he notices the camera in this rare instance and reaches up to say hello. Look at those big manly eyes.
My Christmas gift in 2010 was the little mechanical kitty to the right and a note that said we could get a cat. I named the mechanical kitty Placey, short for Placeholder. Louis did not know we would get a silver cat, much less a Mau, when he gave it to me. But days later, …
Mr. Solstice crosses his paws daintily for this photo, because he’s a proper gentleman.
She was only four months old. Her face was still round, and her eyes weren’t green yet. Look at those shy little paws/
Wintermuse like to curl up, but Solstice here likes to stretch out and show his spotted belly as much as possible. He likes to air out.
Wintermuse was just a kitten playing with string once upon a time.
Solstice is a vicious little wildcat, attacking his purple ball, rolling around, until his sister stops the fun.
Solstice is looking a little smug because he gets to cuddle with Wintermuse.
Wintermuse lays on the couch as a stuffed dragon creeps up on her, ready to breathe some fire on her snow-kitty coat.