Catsby
When I first walked inside of Catsby's apartment, it had been ransacked by the little kitty! His food was everywhere, there was an entire roll of toilet paper destroyed by little claws, and there was some sort of flour everywhere (We still have no idea what it was). He must have taken a walk on the food shelves too, because tubes of chips and boxes of cereal were on the floor.
He is still a kitten, so the silly thing probably wasn't used to being alone and didn't know any better. He was complaining with impatient little mews probably saying, "Where is everybody? pick me up! play with me! and how do you get into the potato chips?"
And that is when I fell in love.
What a cutie! So tiny and sweet (though I'm sure he grew in the last few days), and so full of fun! He is so fast that once when we were playing with the laser pointer he couldn't stop and slid halfway across the floor - almost into a wall! We don't play laser pointer anymore. Mostly we cuddle and play a weird form of kitty-cat fetch where I throw a toy and he runs for it, almost gets to it then turns around to jump in my lap for more petting.
