I'm part kitten, part puppy and part daredevil!!!
I'm starting to adjust nicely to my new home! I'm not as jumpy or nervous now. As a matter of fact, Mom says that I have turned into a real Evel Knievel! I love to jump when I'm being handled and Mom says it's a big surprise, I haven't broken my legs yet (especially on the hard kitchen floor). It is hard to catch me before I decide to perform one of my stunts! I'm also a total kluts and Mom has had to clean up after me several times for knocking over food and water dishes and I run into things.
I'm also part puppy because I love to follow Mom around the apartment, and I carry my toys around in my mouth. I don't know how to fetch yet, but Mom is thinking of trying to teach me. For now, I just like dragging my toys to my favourite areas.
I'm a real purring machine now, and I LOVE to cuddle (especially at night in bed!!!)
Anyway, Mom mentionned some terrible "v" word today. She said I have to go to the vet on Friday for a general checkup and possible vaccinations. Doesn't that mean needles?? She assured me that I will like the nice doctor. It may be the same vet who put big brother Fluffy down.