The Parentals have been away because it was ManSlaves Birthday and they came back smelling of these cute things. Kittens! They had gone to Cardiff to see Chance and his brothers & sisters, but unfortunately, as is the Maystar's luck, Chance just isn't quite right as a showing / breeding kitty and ManSlave didn't want a pet kitty again, so Chance won't be coming to live with us... but this cute little bit of fluff will be staying at Lexifers to carry on a very nice line of curly coated Devon Rex Babies... Her name is Polly and she is such a poppet!
When they came home, we all expected a kitten welcoming party, but Momma explained that for one, they are too small to bring home and we don't need any more babies in the house, they have me! The cheek of it.
Uncle Paul had done a grand job of looking after us whilst the Parentals were away and he follows everything to the letter - Faith, of course, pretended not to each much and as soon as they were back, she ate everything Momma gave her. Uncle Paul said, she was holding out for a fishy!!! I had been good and quite well and my skin looks better and my eyes look better and Lillibet & I had put on a little weight and Lillibet had even grown in a few days. She is hooge and her fur is growing, sort of sporadically, all over in little tufts. She looks a bit moth eaten and a bit gangly to me, but the last time I said anything, she THWAKKED me really hard on my head!
Well, I can smell Kippers today, don't know what's happening about Sunday grub, but the whole place stinks of fish.... Mmmm I must go and YAWP at them to hurry up, I am feeling a little peckish and a bit of Kipper would go down nicely. Perhaps if I am sneaky about it I can get Lillibet to go into the bin and hook a skin out for us whilst the Parentals are busy with the toast!