I hate mice.
Anyway, Ross is wonderful and found a free little kitty on KSL that was in need of a home. He is sweet and snuggly while still being spunky. Perfect.
Or purrfect. . . It's a bit late. That is funny to me at the moment, and courtesy laughs would be appreciated. Thank you.
For the last week, this has been a fun diversion while I have been working. Seriously, nothing spices up a history of Rome like little kitten socks.
Sometimes I enlarge the cursor and let him chase it.
I'm sure this is covered in the warranty. . .
When not protecting me from my blanketed feet or attacking the computor cursor, he usually camps out here. He settles right in and purrs loudly. I love it.
We love little Mischief (whose prior names were Caesar, Burglar, Tux, Alfred, and Nigel). He and his speckled nose have weasled their way into our hearts, and I just couldn't be happier about it all. (unless of course Scrapper returned. . . I still miss him. . .)