Showing posts with label Кит. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Кит. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Year Five of The Whale


Кит is going to be 5 years old this spring. Whoa! Here's a picture of him as a 3-month old kitten vs now- what do you think?


I haven't given him a whole post on this blog since he turned one. Most of that post is still true, except that his favorite food is now tied between cantaloupe and corn on the cob. He'll go ballistic if you don't give him a little piece to eat. He also will only drink from a dripping bathtub faucet. If there's no drip, he stands on the rim of the tub and meows obnoxiously. Good thing he's so cute!


In case you don't know much Russian, Кит rhymes with "sweet" and means whale. It holds up in Ukrainian, too- Кіт means cat. In English, people just think we came up with some weird cat name. ;) And he's turned out to be more of a кіт than a кит. I dreamed of an enormously fat cat, but nope. He's like my husband, able to eat anything and never gain weight.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Kharkiv Cat Mafia

There's a crumbling brick house off Pushkinska street, wedged between a real estate agency and an apartment building. For most of the people who live in this area, it's nothing more than a mundane parking spot. Others, though, can tell you what this place really is: home of the Kharkiv cat mafia.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Getting an international cat passport in Ukraine

It's happened.


A certain furry someone has his own international "passport" now.

He says he's ready for a high-flying, jet-setting lifestyle, expecting to be served only the finest caviar and freshest cream. (I said he should look for an oligarch to adopt him in that case :P)


This morning we took Kit to the vet.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Snow day!

The Metalist Stadium in the snow.

A day of big, fluffy snowflakes falling non-stop!

Зима близко = Winter is coming (GAME OF THRONES reference!!!)
January 14th, Old New Year, marked the end of the holidays. People are beginning to throw out their Christmas trees.

Even the usual hustle and bustle of Central Market was subdued and snow-covered:

But we did find one guy who wasn't afraid to brave the elements: