As you may remember, we got a kitten! At first she was tiny and fragile, but now she is two pounds, 13 ounces of terror, and runs about the house full speed with a scrabbling-whooshing sound. At this point I’m not worried about Twig or the other cats accidentally hurting the kitten, so I feel a lot more relaxed that I don’t have to constantly “supervise.”
The kitten bites ankles. A lot. When you walk by. When you’re trying to sleep. Twig finds this very funny.
The kitten also will eat just about anything. Stealing snacks from a baby! You should be ashamed, kitten.
She will eat just about anything with milk in it, if I am not careful. I caught her licking up blackberry yogurt. WTF, kitten?