This time last year our little Lillibet was this tiny creature who was as determined and willful then as she is now.
She is, however, the most sensitive and delicate young lady ever to walk the planet, so why has she turned into a yawping banshee who just never shuts up and then doesn't like to be picked up, or cuddled or touched? She slinks her body away from the Parentals and complains if they pick her up, she stretches her body and contorts it, pushing her legs in all directions (I taught her this). From a teeny weeny kitten, when Momma was hand feeding her, she would fight and stretch and twist her body about and Momma had a really hard job to do anything with her at all, let alone trying to get the milky in her mouth. She was so tiny and causing so much trouble!
But even from this young tiny age, she had a stoic wisdom about her that she carries with her today. She will just give 'that look' as though she is looking right into your soul. This yawping however, is leaving everyone in the house soul searching as there is no boy cat to please her and she is too young anyway for that sort of stuff and I am certainly NOT doing that to her!
ManSLave and Lillibet are becoming great fiends and after a full year she now allows him to touch her as long as he feeds her dreamies and carries her around on his shoulders. When she is not Yelling, she sits happily on the Parentals shoulders and wraps her little tail around their throats to hang on. The only thing is, whilst she IS yelling, she is sitting on MY shoulders with her tail wrapped around MY throat to hang on!!!