Gracie has taken up residence in her mini cat pod and is prowling the en-suit where her food and litter is located. She is trying to do normal things and be a normal kitten, but the world is so big and full of CatWomen, oh and me! It's me she has really taken a dislike to. Well, that was until Momma bathed me and now, apparently, I smell OK now and don't get spat at so much!
There has been lots of interest and everyone is found sleeping on the spot where they are meant to be keeping an eye on her, just in case she moves, or squeaks. It's not my job. She is no threat to me, it's the job of CatWomen, they are the ones who really have to find a peckink order. All three have left no stone unturned as far as temptation is concerned and I can see already that the friendship between Lillibet & Gracie will blossom in no time at all. If Lillibet can just keep her paws in her pocket, there maybe a chance of a life long play mate. But that Thwakking paw of hers keeps getting into trouble and Gracie is starting to Thwak back!