For my 100th post to the new weblog, allow me to introduce you all to our other cat: CH, PR Colombe’s Jeux Sans Frontieres, a.k.a. Zilla.
As you can see, he clearly has little to no respect for Apple’s line of consumer portable Macs.
Zilla is a purebred Chartreux cat, one of approximately 3,000-4,000 worldwide. The breed originated in France as early as the 1500s and were hunted for their soft yet highly water-resistant fur, as well as for food when times grew tough (which, in the 1500s, was pretty much all the time).
(He’s big on ancient Duo Docks as well.)
Zilla will turn eleven years old this October, and currently weighs around thirteen pounds. He was as heavy as 20 1/2 pounds a couple of years ago, but he’s developed a minor thyroid condition that dropped him down to below twelve pounds earlier this year. After a quick vet visit and a prescription thyroid medication (yes, you can get prescriptions for cats), he’s doing much better.
And in case you’re wondering, his show name is in fact derived from the Peter Gabriel song.
Sadly, Zilla is the only example of his kind we own at present; his mother passed away two years ago, and our other Chartreux passed away just last March. (For this and other reasons, March has become sort of an unhappy time around the house.)
My wife, who happens to also be Zilla’s owner and breeder, has been thinking about getting back into the breeding scene (it’s most emphatically not a business, and anybody who treats it as such is wrong, but that’s another post) and is looking to add another Chartreux to the family later in the year, or possibly next year. Hopefully it’ll be just as delightfully weird as our sweetie-snookums.
(BTW, that’s a domo-kun next to him. It’s a long story.)
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