vermin

Am it new blog tiem?

IT AM.

First thing....
I'M GOING TO SEE RUFUS WAINWRIGHT AGAIN OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*regains compusure* Ahem.

Second thing...

I realise I haven't posted a single picture of my Dad's new Abyssinian kitten. Also called Rufus, but mostly because he's a Sorrel and therefore has red hair. He is not - I repeat NOT - ginger. He was too damned expensive to be ginger.

Here he is!

Honestly. 400's worth of purebred, show standard Sorrel Abyssinian and I make him look like a twat for a cheap laugh.

Here's a picture of him looking insanely cute (with me just looking insane)


And this is him when he caught a glimpse of himself onscreen in my webcam and got VERY CROSS


He was growling like a little puma. Isn't he beautiful? He's so intelligent as well - I've never known a cat who craves eye contact as much as this litle guy. He plays like a tiger as well - I love getting on the floor and playing hide and seek with him. He's also very chatty and loves to put his paws round people's necks for cuddles.

We're harness-training him at the moment. I don't like the idea of putting a cat in a harness - but Rufus is a proper little Houdini, even though we sealed off the garden completely he still found the one possible way to escape within about twelve seconds. Dad had to grab his back legs just as he disappeared over a six foot wall. Plus, even if he went walkabout and we trusted him to come back, our area has had a lot of cat-stealing and we just don't want to risk it. Not necessarily because someone might recognise him as a pedigree and worth a few bob - but because the filthy, scumsucking, evil, barely-human types who live near here have been known to steal people's pets in order to throw them into phone boxes with starved dogs and watch them get ripped to pieces.

So harness it is. He actually LOVES to wear it, he struts about the place looking very smart in his blue velvet straps, and he genuinely looks proud of it. He fell asleep in my lap today on his back with his big daft knuckly feet in the air, and somehow the fact that he was showing off the straps across his belly made it even cuter!! I love him so much.

And I kind of wish I didn't, because in eight days (well, less than that now) I'm leaving home...that's right, moving away. I'm moving to Manchester, and I will miss Rufus terribly. He's like my furry little brother. As long as he remembers his big sis when I visit, it's all good