Thursday, 30 September 2010
Look closely. Look very closely. Tonight when I got back from shopping.. I opened the back door to be greated by a little ball of fluff, spitting! My husband works on a dairy farm.. they have many cats...kittens.. no birth control! This tiny (roughly 3 weeks old) hypoactive kitten is the sole surviver from his family.. he was found wandering on the tennis court at the farm..(posh farmers with loadsa money!) He bought him home and we have named him.... 'Bruce!' He , as you can see is 'adorable' 'cute' 'pretty' and did I mention he spits alot. My other puddytat Tigs.. isn't too sure of him, we are keepin them apart for now, think Tigs is pissed off with me for bringing this sweet little kitty home... he feels left out now..(he's fast asleep on the black leather sofa).. Bruce has his own 'pad' litter tray, food.. shoe box with fake fur in it, he has a loud purrrr...he has settled in well.. he has teeth like needles and claws to match... so there you have it...'Bruce.'