Ultimately some of our furriends commented how grown-up I already look. My estimated birthday is mid-August - so, this 15th February I'll be a whole five months! That is pretty grown-up indeed, I think. Impawtant notice: Calculation by our good furriends, The Poupounette, have shown that I'll be six months this February! Woooohoo! Thank you Tama-Chan and Tom, I know I can count on you! ; )
Mom aswell says that I look surprisingly grown-up in some pictures. Then she gets this dreamy look on her face and talks baby-language with me. Here I look grown-up. Maybe a bit pretty, too.
Or this one - I'd say I even look pensative. Pensative! Me! Hahahahaha...
Or here, where I' m saying to mom that no, it's not flashy box time.
On the other hand I do kitten stuff like getting so tired after all the action that my face just falls down and I'm fast asleep. I sleep very, very, deeply.
Then, I'm very "unreasonable". My mom hopes, that's a kitten-trait and will wear off come age and wisdom. Hahahaha! In this video I'm going mad at my cat-collar. I've been wearing it for a while already but still flip a few times a day.
You think I'm going to jump from down the door on the writing desk? Yep, you're right! Crazy jump from high up in 3...
...2...
...1!
I bathe in the freshly filled litterbox. I lay down in it and roll over and over for a while. Hahahahaha!
And then there are these pictures where I look utterly kitten-esque and tiny. Note the huge mom hand?
Or here: This foot is as big as I am!
I need loads of snuggling with Siena.
But there is another sign I'm growing up fast: My new permanent fang is well established! Isn't it fearsome? And others keep falling out.
Do you know where mom fond this one? It was clinging to Siena's neckfurs!!! Hahaha! Honestly!
Another furriend said that one day mom will miss these crazy kitten times and she is so right! So, while I'm living it large, mom is going to enjoy my antics...
Purrs, Chilli
Mom aswell says that I look surprisingly grown-up in some pictures. Then she gets this dreamy look on her face and talks baby-language with me. Here I look grown-up. Maybe a bit pretty, too.
Or this one - I'd say I even look pensative. Pensative! Me! Hahahahaha...
Or here, where I' m saying to mom that no, it's not flashy box time.Plus, I'm winning most of the wrestling duells with Siena. Har. Har. Har. I'm fearsome and grown-up!
On the other hand I do kitten stuff like getting so tired after all the action that my face just falls down and I'm fast asleep. I sleep very, very, deeply.
You think I'm going to jump from down the door on the writing desk? Yep, you're right! Crazy jump from high up in 3...
...2...
...1!
I bathe in the freshly filled litterbox. I lay down in it and roll over and over for a while. Hahahahaha!
And then there are these pictures where I look utterly kitten-esque and tiny. Note the huge mom hand?
Or here: This foot is as big as I am!
I need loads of snuggling with Siena.
But there is another sign I'm growing up fast: My new permanent fang is well established! Isn't it fearsome? And others keep falling out.
Do you know where mom fond this one? It was clinging to Siena's neckfurs!!! Hahaha! Honestly!Another furriend said that one day mom will miss these crazy kitten times and she is so right! So, while I'm living it large, mom is going to enjoy my antics...
Purrs, Chilli
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