Growing

Juneau is growing - but is still a small kitten - but it was great to see him on bank holiday Monday/Tuesday. It was also good to see Ceri - as on his last trip home before Easter I only actually saw him for about 4 hours!! It was a very expensive trip though as we visited Ikea [I must be totally insane to venture anywhere near a shop like that on a bank holiday - it was absolutely STUFFED with noisy people when we arrived, and we were there for 10.20am!], a trip to Sainsburys and then I was expected to pay for a meal out in the evening. But hey, that's what mothers are for - they have credit cards...

But Juneau is gorgeous. I fell in love with him - and even let him sleep in my room one night. He curls up in your neck and purrs like a rusty engine in your ear. So sweet... and then he attacks you with his razor sharp little claws and teeth like needles! The scars are still there... Chewing is a favourite pastime - especially if they are straps of new leather sandals, electrical leads or the handles of shopping bags! I still feel though that it probably would not be a good idea to take Ferret and Silk to see him, although he is a feisty little bugger and would probably scratch their noses before they had a chance to even realise he was a cat!