Gracing us with his presence in the present, Helio in his adult years is upon us. This fine specimen has reached full maturity in coat, colour, and maximum fluffiness. Blossoming into the envy of every cat around him, he is at his peak physical prowess and naughtiness, using his clever tactics to its full potential. He is cute and he knows it, which leads him to be selective as to who gets to enjoy his presence. Or so he thinks, but we all know how much he loves attention. His playful remains as he always seeks out to hunt your legs if you walk away unassumingly. That’s why I’ve had to develop walking backwards while remaining eye contact with him so that he doesn’t pounce on me. He remains elegant in posture and loves to lie about in a very generous manner. On a shabbier note, while he cannot reach the treats anymore, he’s resorted to picking through the trash, and any empty cat food packages he finds he shreds them into a pile of confetti. I always loved to sleep with him, and as he grew bigger and bigger I began using him as a makeshift pillow. He's actually really comfy, the perfect winter head warmer.
Can't you tell? He's all grown up now
At least he's given back in purpose
All grown, but he still loves his cuddles
The full mature fluff of the majestic Siberian Cat