Sorry, no costumes to speak of but I managed to get some shots of the little monsters this weekend. Pris is actually looking larger than Nuke finally. My helpful volunteer assistant operating the feathers only got a couple of flesh wounds from friendly fire incidents.
It's hard to believe it's been a month and a half since I took pics of Pris. She continues to grow and appears to be the picture of health. Her mischief escalates daily and she loves her big brother. I didn't set up the full light setup but here are a few pics.
Despite my recent struggle with inner ear issues and vertigo I was feeling guilty for not catching some of Pris growing. I mounted the Nikon on the tripod and used the remote trigger. I might try and catch her and Nuke sleeping together in my lap later.
No pics this entry, sorry, just an update on the stripper. That's right, I said stripper. Little Pris struts around way too sure of herself. She is way too good looking for her own good. She is in love with the sound of her own voice. She spends way too much time with her legs in the air and she waves her butt in my face every chance she gets. She even does lap dances. What did I tell you... STRIPPER!!!
--MM
edit: Oh, and of course this whole blog is basically kitty porn ;-)
Well, today was a very LONG day for both Pris and I. Of course she had forgotten the whole thing in about 20 minutes. Before I start in with the pictures though I have a few comments for Kim (the breeder). And before that special thanks go out to Mike and Sandy at Halestone Savannah's for bringing her and keeping her over night AND taking me to and from the airport to their house. They have some spectacular cats and of course there is Kali. She is related to Rama and of course wouldn't let me pet her in typical F1 fashion. Probably best otherwise I might have had an emotional outburst. So now Kim, I'm afraid I might need to return Pris. Her spots and stripes are so inky black it's obvious you must have painted them on with a black marker what kind of a sucker do you take me for?). And how do you explain those ears? Those things can't be real unless you have bats in your breeding program. She never stops chatting and playing. She already jumps up on the bathroom counter and my bed at 11 weeks. She talks in her sleep and she talks while she is eating (like a PIG). She refuse to be held or cuddled mostly because she won't sit still that long (shades of Rama). Oh wait, I almost forgot those are the good points with an F1, never mind ;-) She DID have a nice big pee on my floor a little while ago right in front of me, but I'll let that slide her first night here. I am actually somewhat convinced Kim slipped me a full blooded Serval. I'm taking this next week off work to be with my new baby girl. On with the first of many priceless images...
I have my flight booked on JetBlue round trip for next week to Long Beach. JetBlue charges $75 one way to carry a pet. That's more than my air fare! Pris and I should be back home around 8pm and I am taking the following week off work for my initial training. She should have me wrapped around her paw by then end of the week (if not sooner). Mike and Sandy at Halestone Savannahs are handling the transport from Chicago the previous day. I get to visit with them and their cats and meet Rama's litter mate Kali. I have a week to finish getting the place ready for F1 Savannah antics.
--MM
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