Last night of kitten

[blamebrampton]

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!

Comments

[blamebrampton.livejournal.com]

It is! Well done you for teaching Cat2 that humanity is there to be trusted!

[anna-wing.livejournal.com]

Cat1 remains terminally skittish with strangers, which I am at a loss to explain, since he and Cat2 are littermates and were rescued by the same people at the same time. Cat3 trusts people, but only if they stroke him with their bare feet.

They're all indoor cats, which is why the luxury of trust is allowed.