This week, I’m focusing on Horus, our alpha male cat. Yes, it is Horus and not Horace. Why Horus? Well, our first cat was called Isis (see my earlier post) and this was the biggest kitten of her litter, even when he was only a few days old.

In Egyptian mythology, Horus is commonly described as the son of Isis and Osiris, and is often shown as a bull or falcon, so his name is very appropriate for us. Horus was born to the goddess Isis after she retrieved almost all of the dismembered body parts of her murdered husband (and brother) Osiris. Once Isis knew she was pregnant with Horus, she fled to the Nile Delta marshlands to hide from her brother Seth who had murdered Osiris and who she knew would want to kill her son, too.  There, Isis bore a divine son, Horus, who became a great and important Egyptian diety. So much for the Egyptian connection!

Our Horus is a big lad, weighing in at around 8Kg of pure muscle and he likes to think that he’s the boss.  Except that he always gives way to Isis who is the real boss of the gang! Horus is the one who catches our moles (5 at the current count) but he does not demean himself by catching mice and birds – he leaves them to the others.

Horus’s main priority is to catch a nap as often as he can, as you can see from the photos.