As requested here is a little introduction to our brand new Ragadoon kitten. He’s 9 weeks old now and just reaching that cute but annoying phase of leaping on your feet every time you try to take a step! Sticking to the foodie themed names he was originally called Caramac, but as they’re quite rare these days I got fed up of having to ask everybody if they remembered Caramac bars so eventually renamed him Bailey. He’s so teenie tiny at the minute that it’s hard to believe that soon enough he will be out and about prowling the streets for female cat candy, and then there’s that inevitable first good night hiss at the cat flap, then before you know it he’ll be married, with a mouse, and 6.4 kits!
We decided that it would be beneficial for us to choose a very fluffy kitten to save on housework as with a bit of luck he will dust the house on his general daily travels, so I’m hoping that he’ll sprout a feather duster tail any day now.
During the ten days or so we have had him it has become clear that he obviously has some spider in him somewhere in his ancestral lines, demonstrated through his amazing ability to scale vertical surfaces, and he is obviously somewhat of a brainiacat as proven when he got his head stuck underneath the bed!
As you can imagine Jaffa isn’t too keen on the new arrival, but on the up side; Rilla has now got a lovely sheen to her coat on the account of the many spits she has received from the new Devil Cat of the household!
