Keeton!
Well, he's here now, the big black cat, unfortunately named Kisseman, that's Kittyman to you English-speaking lot. He speaks a LOT, and eats like a horse (and thus has to be fed twice a day and cannot be left with food because he will eat it all, which will cause all sorts of problems at Easter). And he begs for food, and drinks milk. They brought his basket, but he seems to prefer the sofa, and I hope he'll sleep in my bed tonight. The Boyfriend is due here tonight, and he has no idea there's a cat about, so it'll be a pleasant surprise!
The poor lad (the cat; not The Boyfriend) has a bit chewed out of one ear, and has arthrodesis on a hind leg. I'm such a sucker, I've built him a ladder to get up to the window, having had to lift him up because he sat beneath it looking up....
Pictures to come.
The poor lad (the cat; not The Boyfriend) has a bit chewed out of one ear, and has arthrodesis on a hind leg. I'm such a sucker, I've built him a ladder to get up to the window, having had to lift him up because he sat beneath it looking up....
Pictures to come.