Ekaterina Meets Dame Pawlova In Washington D.C.

Dame Anna Paw-lova

Today I met with Dame Pawlova, the most famous instructor of  ballet-dancing Persian cats in the whole world!  She is going to be my ballet teacher whilst I am here in Washington D.C. As you can see, there is a very good chance we might be related. Dame Pawlova is very, very strict. She spent all morning examining my paws to see how well I can point them.

Dame Pawlova is very upset about the fit of my pointe shoes. She says I have to wear Russian-made shoes in her class. She was quite upset about the aesthetics of my tail during pirouettes because it sticks out of my tutu.

Now that I am here, I will be taking lessons every morning until she thinks I am ready to go on stage at The Kennedy Center For The Performing Arts. I am going to call Mum in England who is a world-famous costume maker and have her send me a tail-hiding tutu right away!

Ekaterina Off To America-First Class, Of Course

I Am In The Front Window

Here is my airplane that is taking me to America. Can you see me? I am sitting in the very front seat behind the pilot so I will not be kept waiting if I need something. My body guard and brother Valentino is napping. He takes up three seats. Valentino will be making sure that my adoring fans don't disturb my fur when we get off the plane at Regan National Airport in Washington D.C. The Kennedy Center For The Performing Arts is paying for my hotel and will escort me to ballet classes in a limousine. If they don't serve me the proper English tea, I will make a fuss! If I make a fuss, my guard Valentino will come right away to save me from distress. Sometimes, Agent Valentino won't wake up from his nap, so I do naughty things to wake him up.

AGENT VALENTINO

I throw my new pointe shoes at him and tickle his nose with tutu netting until he opens his eyes. I practice my fouettes on his ears and use his tail as a ballet barre.

Since Agent Valentino will be my bodyguard whilst we are in Washington, he is allowed to have as much English tea as he wants. Imported biscuits from Newfoundland are a MUST.

Shopping At Harrods In London Is The Cats Meow

My Designer Sunglasses

Today, I went shopping at Harrods in London. Because I am so famous, I have to disguise myself from the paparazzi. It can be really hard to be so well-known out in public. People can make me nervous when they come too close to my paws. As a prima-caterina, my paws are very important! Soon, they will invite me to press my famous paws into the Walk Of Fame in Hollywood, California. I will let you know when they do.

The Harrod security team and my bodyguard, Agent Valentino held back my admirers so I could buy lots and lots of expensive things for my trip to America. I insisted on visiting the Princess Department, where I stocked up on gold-plated hair brushes, luxury goose-down pillows, Gucci jewellery, Prada luggage and imported salmon-flavored lipstick. Oh yes, I also bought a diamond-studded water bowl. A plain bowl will never do! I was able to shop in peace and buy my favorite designer Puuurrr-fume; Evening In Purr-is by Givenchy. Hope Mum won't be too upset by the bill!

Back Home From Paris Ballet Intensives

Back From Intensive Ballet Training In Paris

Many meow-y regrets to be gone for so long my devoted readers!. I am very sure I was missed by all my fans and friends because I am so lovely. I went to a special ballet program for gifted dancers for the summer. It was in Paris, France. I became the star pupil of Madame Beauchamp's class right away.

I learned the ballet Les Chats. Now Madame Beauchamp says that I am invited to perform in Washington D.C., in America at The Kennedy Center For The Performing Arts.

Mum will take me shopping to Harrods of London for expensive designer luggage to carry all my tutus, tiaras, pointe shoes and stage makeup. Mum will not have to buy me a new fur coat. My fur coat is simply purr-fect.  Here is what Les Chats Ballet looks like:

Feeling Like A Star In My Tiara

Dancing Stars Want Catnip, Not Flowers

This is me wearing one of my many beautiful tiaras. Now that I am becoming better and better as a dancer, the theatres are giving me more roles to dance.


All of the dancing roles they give me means that I need plenty of rest and relaxation in between performances. Sometimes I just rest with my eyes open and daydream about my favorite ballet stories and kitty treats.


Other times I close my eyes by accident and they have to come looking for me because I am the star of the show! As the star of the show, I am very important. The audience throws me flowers, but I do wish they would throw catnip instead.

Stretching My Paws For Ballet Class

Working Hard To Have Beautiful Arches

Here I am doing my daily paw stretches whilst my big sister Ballerina checks to make sure I am doing them right. I do my exercises every day. As you can see, my paws are beautifully arched! I work very hard to have strong feet so I will look pretty in pointe shoes. When I get bored with my arch-enhancing toys, I like to stretch myself all over the house. I think Mum is used to seeing me bend and flex myself all over the house. She knows I must stay flexible if I want to be a Prima Cat-erina. The life of a young dancer like me can be very hard. That is why I nap a lot.

Big Sister Helps With My Ballet Slippers

Trimming and measuring my slippers

We are back from London now. Mum had to buy me ballet slippers in two different colors as I am very choosy and could not decide between pink or white. I have four paws, so I need four ballet slippers for school. My teacher says I will look purrr-fectly beautiful with two pink slippers in the front and two white slippers in the back.

My big sister, Ballerina has lots of experience with sewing on the elastics in just the right place. This is Ballerina trimming and measuring my practice slippers so they will fit me perfectly. My teacher says I am strong enough to start my training in demi-pointes. They are just like the shoes real dancers use, but softer so I can bend my paws. Mum will buy new shoes for me when these get too dirty. My white fur is always clean and pretty, so my ballet shoes have to be clean and pretty too. Thank you, Ballerina. My slippers are so nice and comfortable now.

Dreaming About My New Ballet Slippers

Resting Up For Our Trip To London

This is me and my big sister, Ballerina. We are resting now because our Mum is taking us to London to shop for my new ballet slippers. I only want the very softest slippers because my paws are very tender. I wash them a lot to keep them beautiful and supple. My ballet teacher says that I can pick out any color of slipper that I want. Should I have Mum get me satin or leather ones? Pink or white to match my beautiful fur? The ones I pick have to be soft and very perfect, like me.


 My slippers will help me study to become a famous dancer like my sister, Ballerina. She is retired from the Meow-iinsky Theatre now, so she sleeps a lot. Her arches are still beautiful. I have fun playing with her old pointe shoes and want to be a great dancer just like her. Aren't I lucky?

Looking For A Good Ballet School

The Bolshoi or Paris Opera Ballet?

I am going to ballet school to become a famous dancer. I am very lucky because I have a computer.  I wish I had a laptop too. They are nice and warm to sleep on.


I only want to go to the very best ballet school as I am so beautiful  and cute. When they see how pretty my arches are, I am sure that I will be accepted into  a very prestigious school.

Soon, letters of acceptance will come pouring in from The Bolshoi Academy, The Royal Academy of Dance, The Paris Opera Ballet and The Kirov Theatre. How will I choose?

This Blog Is All About Me, Ekaterina

Everybody Loves Me Because I am SO cute!

Hello. My name is Ekaterina and I am a ballerina. I study as hard as I can to be the very best dancer ever. I am  very famous, but still try to be as nice as I can be. I have very pretty white fur and everybody loves me. They can't help it. I am very cute. All of my fans say so. When I am not napping or dancing, I will write stories about my adventures.

I have some brothers and sisters at home, but they are not as famous as me. If they don't pay attention to me quick enough, I bat them with my ballet shoes.  I don't mean to be upset with them unless they forget I am famous. That's my baby picture.Do you like it?