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blamebramptonLook, he's called Rusketus, because I let Mr Brammers get involved and he decided that the Finnish word for tan was where he felt his creative juices going and he wanted to celebrate that little amber tummy, and all I can say is, this is a SUPER SWEET kitten! With a name that we keep saying in outrageous Finnish accents. Sorry, Finland. Though I know for a fact that at least 18 of you get drunk and speak in outrageous British or Australian accents at the drop of a hat. Anyway, pix!
'You what? You want me to look at the camera? But there is a moth. Let's compromise and I will look wistfully at the moth.'
'So, Ive been here for two hours, is it OK if I savage this finger now?'
'Behold my testicles! They keep telling me not to get attached to them, crazy humans!'
We have him in the study, screened off with wire mesh. Cookie has already tried to climb the mesh. Monster took a look through, shrugged, and ambled off, unimpressed. He thought about mewling plaintively, but decided to savage one of his new toy mice instead.
ETA: Guess what this kitten calls 6 feet of thick wire fencing mesh? A climbing wall. Up and over in two seconds once he worked it out. We've had to stuff the gap with pillows and put more pillows on the floor on his side so that his freeclimbing attempts can have a nice soft landing. Plan B tomorrow!
'You what? You want me to look at the camera? But there is a moth. Let's compromise and I will look wistfully at the moth.'
'So, Ive been here for two hours, is it OK if I savage this finger now?'
'Behold my testicles! They keep telling me not to get attached to them, crazy humans!'
We have him in the study, screened off with wire mesh. Cookie has already tried to climb the mesh. Monster took a look through, shrugged, and ambled off, unimpressed. He thought about mewling plaintively, but decided to savage one of his new toy mice instead.
ETA: Guess what this kitten calls 6 feet of thick wire fencing mesh? A climbing wall. Up and over in two seconds once he worked it out. We've had to stuff the gap with pillows and put more pillows on the floor on his side so that his freeclimbing attempts can have a nice soft landing. Plan B tomorrow!
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Date: 2014-03-13 05:47 am (UTC)His face while rubbing it on a stick
Laying all over me as usual
He loves our dogs. The big one, Pip, is happy to be his friend and let the cat boss him around. The little one, Dougall is not so certain. So of course the cat sits on him.
This is the best one online I could find of his spotty, ginger tummy.