Last night of kitten

Tomorrow, Jones will be going to a new home. Unless I take one look at the fella who is coming for him and decide he looks like a bad lot.

For our last evening together I had planned some toy time, some cuddles and some patting.

Instead, we have had I Will Eat Your Linens, Your Arm Is For The Savaging and, his and Cookie's favourite game: I Groom You: I Kill You.

Guess which one is doing which?


And now, time for bed. Or, more likely, time for Stay Back, Madam, I Believe Your Feet To Be A Security Risk And Will Defend You From Them!

Here, have a pic of him being good. He can be. Sometimes for whole minutes at a time!