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A new whisker record!

May we draw your attention! A full 11 decitimofendies!

May we draw your attention! A full 11 decitimofendies!
Following the update at 10:34 today, Thu, September 10, 2026, the publication Marik. Incident Story from September 7 has been finalized. As of now, we know that Marik is receiving all the necessary care, and that the situation is under control at the very top. All our efforts can only irritate and embitter the specialists, whose work is difficult enough as it is.
Thank you to everyone who has been following and continues to follow the updates, who worried and are worrying about Marik. We have all had difficult days. Ahead lie even more difficult days of hope and anticipation.
Today, thanks to the Telegram channel user Vera, new encouraging information has emerged about our beloved Bandit-Domovyonok Marik. The incident story will be updated.
Last updated Thursday, September 10, 2026, 10:34.
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I took this photo yesterday, Monday, September 7, 2026, at 17:42 local time. I confess, I didn’t notice right away. The kitty has a wet beard, funny (not).
There is nothing funny about unusual behavior in a cat. Any cat owner knows that. But, mea culpa, not even a twitch.

Four kittens of Eva and Achi are out for a walk. If this cuteness isn’t enough (really?), keep scrolling.
Just imagine it. Three entrances/exits instead of one. You can give mom or your sister a little bop on the head with your paw through the window. New possibilities and a new field for research.
The kittens took environmental enrichment into their own paws, and such success right away!
It was a good day.
Today, on Saturday, September 5, 2026, I had the chance to see Eva and all five of her kittens together in the enclosure. I quickly snapped photos of all the minuls as best I could. They still haven’t been given names, and their sex hasn’t been determined, so the photos are (for now?) without captions. These shots clearly have no artistic value, but as documentary evidence of their growing up, they may come in handy.

A lovely ginger child. The sunniest one, and, as it seemed to me, the most spirited.
P.S. A gallery of Timoshenka’s walk for the delight of your eyes.
At 8:39, Timosha stepped out onto the porch.
The prince steps out onto the porch of the terem.
Officially, the club of utterly unhinged manulovers admits people who have completed at least one manultour. A manultour is a trip to another city and/or country whose main purpose was to visit at least one manul.
Just after midnight on 2 September 2026, I completed my first manultour. Three days in Saint Petersburg, three days in the Leningrad Zoo, three days watching the fluffy gang of manul intellectuals.
It all began in an almost anecdotal way. I settled on the dates, booked a hotel “somewhere near Peter and Paul Fortress, with the zoo, that green patch on the map, closer to it,” bought round-trip train tickets. On my way out to Leningrad Station, I checked the ticket. I learned that the train had left a little less than a day earlier. Indeed, if I need to arrive on Sunday morning, then I need a ticket for the night from Saturday to Sunday; let’s look for tickets for Saturday evening — here it is, the most convenient one, at 00:25. 00:25 on Saturday. By chance, a ticket on the morning Sapsan turned up. The trip was saved.
Then came a hectic Sunday, 30 August, with an early wake-up, the Sapsan at seven, in Saint Petersburg at eleven, a dash to the zoo and shooting, shooting, shooting from the road. There I struck up a conversation with local manulovers, got advice on the enclosures, the family, who to watch for and when. By around four, the rain had washed me out of the zoo. I checked into the hotel, dried off, went out for a walk along Nevsky. And, of course, ended up at the zoo. Indeed, the rain had stopped — why waste time? By the enclosures I noticed a couple with a “Zoo Walks” sticker; one thing led to another, and there it was: a wonderful tour of the Leningrad Zoo. Thanks to Zoo Walks — it was great and very cozy.
Monday pleased me with good weather, brief showers, and the most comfortable temperature. The cats were out walking; I was filming. Everything was great, but by around seven the kittens had worn out not only their mother, but me as well. I had to leave and, in the end, go for a walk along Nevsky anyway. On the avenue I found the “Wonderful Nearby” shops. Be careful. Visiting this chain may cause memory lapses and convulsive bouts of uncontrollable cat-cuteness buying. You have been warned.

The children ate their mother out of house and home, snatching all the food right out of her mouth.
Ah, so the Earth still hasn’t crashed into the celestial axis.
Today for lunch they served rats.
The wisest one is drinking water. So that means the Earth hasn’t yet crashed into the celestial axis.

Pepe is out for a walk.

The wisest, wisest one. The cat doesn’t like rain.

The morning began in the morning.
Sunday, August 30, is just around the corner. Just know that we’re with you.
If you get the chance, please pass along words of support and gratitude to the keepers and zoo staff. For their openness and honesty, for all their hard work.
And tell Primula that we’ve sent her so many beams of health that it’s high time she stopped pretending and started bounding around the enclosure again like a youngster.
Over months of watching, Timoshenka has acquired a certain amount of experience, a concentrated distillation of which is offered for your attention here. This is the most detailed guide to shattered expectations and ruined plans. And to meeting what is perhaps the most well-built cat in the Universe and its surroundings.

Instructions for observing Timoshenka: