Greetings! I am Chongia the cat. Contrary to public opinion, I am the management of this establishment. In exchange for my managerial role, I am in training as a temple cat.

Some would say that a temple cat should be sleek in physical apearance, but I refuse to let my physical girth limit my soul developement. This is a lesson I am sure many humans could also attest to .

Exercise is important, so Ive taken up Boxing!

Often, nasty people will have totems like weasels, stoats or polecats. To understand them better, I have decided to study what it feels like to be a polecat. …. or at least a cat on a pole.

Summer time brings a upgrade of my personal temple space.

My tail has a personality all of its own. We call it “Mr Pongily” Here is a photo of Mr Pongily exploring the crystals when he thinks I am not looking.
Sneaky little minx that he is.

My role as a healing supervisor is my regal of callings

One of my managerial duties is to enforce the compulsory rest periods throughout the day. Here I have made Mum positively Catatonic.

Hiding is an important cat soul skill. I am not completely sure that I have mastered. But it is ok to be a work in progress.