Isis is the undisputed superstar of our 3 cats. Correction, not superstar, but SUPAHSTAH! She looks the part, and acts the part. She’s our snootiest cat and her furry plumage befits the queen of a cat we fondly call, Isisita Una Poca de Gracia.
Isis is a persian cat, but a doll-faced persian, as opposed to the peke-faced persian, which has the more scrunched-up face. That’s why she doesn’t look much like those bad-guy persians we see in movies like “Cats & Dogs”. Although she has a prettier face, in cat shows, the preferred version is still the more severe peke face.
Speaking of cat shows, Isis is a certified CFA Champion Persian. It’s one of the most prestigious cat shows internationally. Unlike the local cat shows, once you’re a CFA champion, you’re a champion anywhere in the world. Unlike the other championships, the cat will only be a Philippine champion, but bring her to another country, and she doesn’t bring the title with her. Isis earned enough points in 4 rings during the first ever CFA show in the country and earned her stripes, which was surprising, given that she was a doll-faced persian, not very favored by judges in general.
Isis is also the most kikay when it comes to the camera. She so doesn’t mind being photographed, unlike the other 2, and even poses when faced with a camera lens. She’s such a model and a hammy one at that.
The cross that our lovely persian bears though, is that every year, she needs to be completely shaved, usually around December. For some strange reason, around that time, her hair starts to clump and matt, until the only recourse is to shave. This happens annually. All year her fur is fine, until the last quarter, when bam, it’s knot city!
She gets depressed for a week or two, maybe because she lost her lovely coat, but she gets used to it after a while, and besides, her fur grows back so fast. But when she’s shaven, she looks more like a rat than a cat. Hehehe…she looks so kawawa when she’s all shaven. It’s as if she’s ashamed of her naked body! It’s so funny when she licks herself to groom her non-existent fur, then she stops after one lick, as if to realize, “Oh yeah, I’m freakin’ bald…” She looks like a sphinx cat…
But for now she’s still in all her ploofy glory and she knows she’s beautiful. She walks around the condo like she owns it! She’s haughty, not at all malambing like Duke, or friendly like Aras. She’s not afraid of strangers, in fact she completely ignores them, as if they’re not even worth the slightest of attention.
Isis is also the most affected by catnip. Catnip is a dried herb that’s the equivalent of marijuana to humans, I guess, with one exception: catnip is legal. It’s so funny, once they sniff the catnip, they start rolling on the floor as if they were high on narcotics! But none affected as much as Isis. She writhes on the floor like a pussy possessed! She purrs and licks her paws and rolls on the floor, rubbing her body on anything and everything. One of these days I’ll videotape it.
She’s also the most gentle of the 3 cats. Isis is the only cat who would NEVER bite or scratch even when in pain. Whenever we groom her, or pull at her fur when we’re trying to de-tangle a nasty natty clump of matted fur, she at most would vocally complain, but she will take all the suffering that you throw her way. Such a good-natured cat. She is the only cat that I have ZERO fear of. She’s about as aggressive as a ball of cotton.
Our beloved Isis: a regal royal, the most finicky eater, the most disinterested in human affairs. Our supermodel, at least for most of the year, but who gets her annual shaving whether she likes it or not. Our kindest, most even-tempered pet (it’s a tie between her and Cairo, our Yorkie), and who almost died when she twice tore off the staples on her stomach incision when we had her spayed. She makes you feel like it’s her favor to you, that she lets you take care of her. But in some strange twisted way, we TOTALLY agree with her.