We let those two meet under our supervision. Ryzyk is comfortable enough to wander around the house, check Baker’s bowl, and recline in the big bedroom. The problem is that Baker stays home more now - it rained for several days, the temperature dropped, and being outside all day just isn’t as fun. So occasionally they end up meeting. This was their first close interaction, a few days ago. It’s happened twice since, with pretty much the same scenario. They just “talk” but don’

Ryzyk does that on other occasions too, like when he’s looking out the window. But always for Churu - full meerkat mode!

Told you she does climbing and jumping a lot! This one is starring Ryzyk as a grooming teacher.

Our princess. Forgot to mention that she is not even 6 pounds. Really miniature girl, with super long tail and paws. Ryzyk is not that big himself, but looks huge next to her.

To be honest, it wasn’t their most magnificent performance - Masseeka and the kids usually deliver a stronger show. This video was filmed before lunch, not breakfast. They had already eaten, played freely in the room, taken a nap back in their playpen, and were just waking up ready for lunch. We need to catch the breakfast concert - that’s when she usually gives a better solo and the full orchestra joins in, not just one or two voices. Those soft “mrr” sounds are from Ryzyk.

Here are several moments from today. The third looks like an ideal moment of life - full family together, fed, happy, ready for a little afterlunch nap.

Ryzyk was watching mom mow the lawn. He looks like he's holding the window shut, see his paws? Like, no, roaring mechanical monster, you’re not coming in, and keep it down, the kids are sleeping.

Early morning. We come into the “cat room” carrying two bowls - Fancy Feast for Ryzyk and “soup” (Royal Canin Mother & Babycat mixed with KMR formula) for Masseeka. They hear our steps long before we open the door and start greeting us enthusiastically. Masseeka sits on the shelf inside the playpen (we lock her with the kittens for the night for safety) and gives us the loudest, longest meoooooows imaginable. Meanwhile, Ryzyk greets us with his gentle, mom‑like mrrr, rubbing

Yup, we’re climbing out of the box now, running, jumping, wrestling and biting. Suddenly they can do everything, and they get better at it every day. Such a fun age. Long video starring Ryzyk as the SuperNanny.

Ryzyk: “I know, mom. She should clean herself… But she doesn’t. So I was helping again. Just a little bit. You know how she is.” Masseeka: “Let him finish! Privacy, please! This is a delicate procedure!”

She did it twice. After I returned her to the box, she climbed out again, and this time announced to the whole world (and especially to Ryzyk) that exploration is on her schedule today and no one should stop a furry Columbus on her way to she‑doesn’t‑know‑where.

Here is a little reel with the gang from earlier this year - before they were adopted. My family took Ryzyk (Tiger), Masseeka, and Shy. Why? Well, obviously no one would want a semi-feral, not-social Shy. He had known me and mom for over a year but always stayed behind, carefully watching and waiting until, in his opinion, it was safe. We knew it would be a long process: helping him get used to us and the home, recovering from necessary surgery, and re-socializing him with ou

A quick look into our cattle members’ culinary philosophies. Bowls are together only for the photo - normally everyone eats in their own micro‑kingdom. Metal bowl - Landlord (Baker): “I’m not finishing this. I’m saving it for later. Or for never. Because if I want more, you’ll bring more. That’s how the economy works.” Ryzyk’s bowl (not on the picture, but looks about the same): “Yes, I also practice the ‘I’ll come back whenever I feel like it’ method. Fresh food appears on d

Ryzyk has this adorable little habit: when he wakes up and stretches, his tongue sneaks out just a bit. It’s such a tiny detail, but it makes him look ridiculously cute and a little goofy at the same time.

Other cats: "Wake up, ape descendant! The tiger descendant wants breakfast.” Ryzyk: "Good mrrrrning!"

As I am writing this, Ryzyk is sleeping comfortably behind me. Hard to believe he was a stray only a month ago. In the beginning he kept looking for high spots - on top of the dresser or the armoire. Even on my lap he was not fully relaxed, jumping up at every little sound, whether it was my voice, the TV or my laptop. Now he knows no one will hurt him. Even Baker - we keep him in other room when he is home.