I've known cats all my life. I've known shy ones and bold ones, sweet ones and grumpy ones. But I have never, ever met any cat like Rumi.
Rumi is weird. I mean, really weird. Really, really weird. (In an extremely endearing way.) He rarely acts or even looks like a cat. He has a very strange little horse-trot when he comes running toward you. He strikes us as seeming more like (at various times) in looks and behavior: a ferret, a monkey, a frog, a dog, a lizard, a bat, a rat...
He's not "cute" (I can say that, he's my kid :D)--not in the way that poster-kitten Lynx is. Rumi is not very photogenic, and in fact is downright funny-looking, poor little guy, with his ridiculously long skinny legs and tail, his big pink unhearing ears, his thin fur, his often watering eyes and squinty little left eye, his small pinched face and concerned expression. But what he is, is hilarious. Weirdly hilarious, and hilariously weird.
When something first catches his attention, he'll make a really funny and loud noise (something like "Brrrrrrrmp!" and then he'll point and hold one foot like a hunting dog that's spotted its prey:
He sleeps in even stranger positions than Lynx. This is his photo advertisement for his upcoming seminar, Yoga with Rumi:
Often his mouth is slightly open as he naps, offering an excellent view of his bizarro dentition. I've hypothesized that he may in fact be an infant chupacabra:
He's got these strange little human-like teeth along the top, and his fangs already protrude though he's still awfully young to normally see that (perfect for Halloween, too):
Anyway, we love him. Regardless of what kind of creature he really is. (His cat masquerade is slipping, I think.)
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