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blamebrampton) wrote2014-02-06 12:56 am
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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!

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!

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Singapura kittens climb people. When the kittens in the first Singa litter we bred were some nine weeks old, I had to go to a well-woman exam paid for by my employers. Explaining why my back was clawed to pieces was... interesting.
And I got a phone call from the besotted owners of the first kitten we sold from that litter, explaining that, "Our friends think she's wonderful, the way she walks straight up to them and climbs up onto their shoulders."
(Phone calls from besotted kitten owners are often hilarious.)
I have to add that the breeder I was talking about was male, around 50, rotund, and inclined to peer into kitten pens with the words, "I wonder if she has enough milk, maybe I'll give her some help."