Oh my god - kitten energy! Brace yourself. I'm going to warn you that when Becket came home last year I spent MONTHS saying to people "I'd forgotten what kittenhood was like." Other common quotes from that time:
"Their heads are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs." Or maybe it's the other way around - I'm not up on my Pooh.
"Kittens are made out of velcro."
"What have I done?"
That said, yea for the kitten! Nishka is still giving the look when I get home from work of "See? You see what I have to put up with ALL DAY?" But then when she thinks we're not looking she washes his ears. Once we got past the first few weeks of growling and hissing, it was okay. He's a fairly cuddly boy. The only problem is that the kitten (now young cat) energy doesn't let him hold still long enough for a truly satisfying cuddle. That will come with time. I still desperately miss my Tashi. He was truly the cat the universe meant for me, and we didn't have enough time.
I like "Cloud," and I like "Kumo." Tashi came from a story, and I was later told that it is Tibetan for "good fortune." Don't know if that's true. Nishka was an assortment of made-up sounds that we liked. Becket came from a breeder in Canterbury, CT, so I decided to name him for Canterbury, England's biggest troublemaker. That may have been an error in judgement...
Now I want a kitten. I've promised Bob that the next cat can be a big, meaty, Maine Coone type because he's indulged me for this long (Siamese are like potato chips - you can't have just one!)
He is adorable! And it looks like he'll be a lovely cat.
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"Their heads are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs." Or maybe it's the other way around - I'm not up on my Pooh.
"Kittens are made out of velcro."
"What have I done?"
That said, yea for the kitten! Nishka is still giving the look when I get home from work of "See? You see what I have to put up with ALL DAY?" But then when she thinks we're not looking she washes his ears. Once we got past the first few weeks of growling and hissing, it was okay. He's a fairly cuddly boy. The only problem is that the kitten (now young cat) energy doesn't let him hold still long enough for a truly satisfying cuddle. That will come with time. I still desperately miss my Tashi. He was truly the cat the universe meant for me, and we didn't have enough time.
I like "Cloud," and I like "Kumo." Tashi came from a story, and I was later told that it is Tibetan for "good fortune." Don't know if that's true. Nishka was an assortment of made-up sounds that we liked. Becket came from a breeder in Canterbury, CT, so I decided to name him for Canterbury, England's biggest troublemaker. That may have been an error in judgement...
Now I want a kitten. I've promised Bob that the next cat can be a big, meaty, Maine Coone type because he's indulged me for this long (Siamese are like potato chips - you can't have just one!)
He is adorable! And it looks like he'll be a lovely cat.