Miri was named Miracle by Nikki Martin her first Meowmie.

It was a good and fitting name especially now when she is grown up.
Miri is an especially curious cat and has had several calls with the grim reaper ... it is a "miracle that there was someone around to save her little bob tail in time of need, her first brush being the toilet bowl and being saved by Lisa our Doberman as explained on another page.

The next 2 were a tad more serious.

Hopei (pronounced: hope - i), Miri (pronounced: mir - e) and Peaches have the run of the back part of the house which includes my office.

Beau, Jz and Kimu have the run of the front part of the house ... because of Beau and his habit of spraying anything left in a heap anywhere has made that their territory ... where we try to NEVER leave anything in a heap or sitting on the floor EVER.

Anyway the hall door between the 2 parts of the house was always kept closed. Now since the air-conditioning unit return is housed in that hallway the air-conditioning repair man suggested we either install a vent in the ceiling outside the door or cut a vent in the door. Well any of you who have seen the conventional vent are well aware that they do not lend positively to the decoration of a house. So I put my decorative brain in gear and decided to build a vent of my own.

When it was finished it was great for the air return and did a great job. The next thing I knew Miri was leaping up grabbing the pole with her front feet and hanging on with her back feet the very tiny molding ledge. She would just hang there looking out at us in the kitchen like a little monkey but with no long tail and we would all laugh and say "Oh how cute!".

This got to be quite a common routing for her. Hopei would just sit and watch never trying to imitate the antic.

One morning I was working on the computer and I could hear her jump on the grate and hear the door making its little rattling noise which was usual but something was different ... so I decided to investigate. Well what I found was a terrified cat who had somehow poked her head thru the poles ... had lost her footing on the tiny ledge and was hanging.

In a panic I picked her up while trying to figure out how to get her head back thru the poles since it took 2 hands to hold her and I was the only one in the house. As I lifted her up between the poles somehow she hit a spot and pulled her head out and was free. The minute I set her down on the floor she was gone ... she hid under the bed for a few hours before she ventured out. I assumed that little scare would cure that habit but was wrong ... the next day she did the same thing ... so I went into my shop and built a shelf that got attached to the door on their side of the door and ever after they jump on the shelf to look at what is going on in the other room. I figured if she got her head caught after that at least she had the shelf to stand on while she got her head out again. So as you can well see Miri has used up 3 of her 9 lives.