I am in trouble, I have 7 of the little dears. Four of them actively pursue me, others are too old. I guess that is why Ren, my seven month male attacked my head, while he was in my bed. He was trying to get to my brain. I am always being attacked, then they run. They try to trip me, running in front of me. I thought they were just playing, thanks for the heads-up!
Seven months old now, had them since three weeks old.
Honestly, so long as one of them isn’t carrying an ax behind their back, you’ll probably be alright.
Cluck Cluck. You need a hoverboard Mr Whiskers!
oops… cluck cluck. Look out kittycat!
~meow~ And a duck!
I have never dressed my cats up. Noel, my six year old. Found her living at my parents’ empty house. Found her 12/21, the end of the Mayan calendar, almost named Maya. Four days before Christmas, alas, Noel. Super good cat.