Not only has he grown in height and weight, he is now so active. The mischief he creates is mind blowing.
His constant stalking of Luke, hiding behind things and pouncing on Luke's legs as he passes.
Now running so fast, we just can't catch him and have to resort to trickery. Luring him from beneath beds and grabbing him as fast as we can before he can disappear again.
His constant demands for a bottle, even though he now drinks from a bowl. This he tries to do without us seeing him, if he realises he's been seen he runs and hides behind a door. Taking a sneaky peek around it to see if we have gone away, then going back for another slurp.
We had to go to Wodonga last week for three days and took the little scallywag with us. He travelled quite well and in fact loves the car. While there, we all went for a drive to the Hume Weir, there we let him frolic on the grassy knoll, much to the tourists delight. Don't think they had seen such a well travelled cat before.
My mum hates cats, so she says, funny how I caught her feeding him a bottle and petting on more than one occassion. He did seem to take a shine to her and would run to her if he was in trouble with us.
He has become quite vicious at times, biting and scratching since his milk teeth came in. Can't wait until they fall out and he gets his adult ones. They might be less sharp. Funny though he is calm and gentle with my younger son Mark. Often they can be found asleep together on the couch and if anyone dares to wake the sleeping monster, it's lookout. NOTE TO SELF....buy some chain mail suits.
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| Hehe and they think I am sweet and innocent |
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| Snake and Uncle Ducky having a snooze |
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| It's mine I say, all mine |
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| Snake and Grandma at the Hume Weir |
