He’s smaller than he looks, and curls into a ball when you pick him up—very shy, very gentle: he’s a year old, been brought up in a cattery, and has never had a person of his own, hence the shyness. He’s used to other cats: hasn’t hissed or scratched or tried to defend himself, despite a hissy kitten who then tries to go to sleep next to his cage. He spent the night under the bureau in my bedroom, in the same room with Ysabel. Ysabel hissed a couple of times, but mostly spent the night on my bed, while Seishi sat under the bureau and howled, hoping to hear from his usual cat-neighbors. He has a brother who’s being shipped to Hawaii, and so he’d lose him, and then become one of those cattery neuters who just hangs around being Good Old George, but never having a large life.
Well, we plan to change that. We’ll get him out of his shell and have him playing in the wide ‘open’ spaces of the house, and traveling in the car—he made a 6 hour drive over the passes and didn’t have trouble with his ears and had no fear of the car.
So meet Seishi. The name, variously, [at least by the dictionary] means “heir apparent,” “true luxury,” “fourth companion”, and “remembered spirit.” Eushu, if you take it as Yushu, means “increasingly the master.”
Seishi contemplates his tail
typical Seishi, no matter what's going on
OT, but I’m looking for a quote from “Cyteen”, and I’m some 2000 miles from my copy. It’s the one about Ari II picking up Yanni as a passed over administrator who thought of himself as a simple hardnosed bastard , but who enjoyed more respect in the House than he knew. My father passed away Monday, and it occurred to me that that was an apt desription of him. I will be speaking at his funeral, wanted to use or adapt the thought, and if I did, get it right. If someone could look up the passage and e-meil it to me, I would greatly appreciate it.
Lovely!
Message sent by e-mail: the scene in question is Ari at the family funeral.
So sorry for your loss. Hugs.
That was exactly the scene I had remembered and was thinking of. Thank you.
Condolences to you and your family, Confutus.
Regrets, Confutus. The loss a a loved one is always difficult, be it expected or not.
Lucky, lucky kitty. My family and I used to say that there must be some kind of giant, neon sign over our house, visible only to those of the feline persuasion, urging “Stray Cats: Come Here.” And they did. We found homes for many, many homeless cats/kittens and, let me tell you, homes like the one you provide were few and far between. Seishi is indeed a very lucky cat. I’m so happy for all of you!
That is one handsome kitty with the cutest nose ever.
BTW, this kitty reminds me of Maru. I think you need to try him with a box or two.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uDuls5TyNE
what a pretty boy and what a truly magnificent tail!
I’d like to share a funny picture of my three boys from yesterday. I hope everyone enjoys it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/zettepics/5964472071/
The Three Stooges?
Hello — hello — hello — HELLO (three part harmony)
* Bows for Confutus and family. May he find completeness. *
~ Zette, those are some very contented cats.
What we call sausage cats!
Adorable, Zette!