This is my Sasha, I adopted her from the SPCA as a kitten but this apparently wasn’t the case, she is a superior being in every way.
This is our morning routine where she meows for me to open the window, tries to get out, realises her mistake and then runs off embarrassed…. The look of terror on the little face is just too much.
This fluffy scruffigan loves her Jimbo's and turning my house into an aviary/ butterfly house. One afternoon I came home from work to seven monarchs flying around in my kitchen and her little proud face sitting on the floor looking up at them and me as if to say ‘I’ve made some alterations, aren’t they glorious?’ how she manages to get them in individually into the house via cat door unscathed is beyond me. She also once brought me in a tiny little blue egg with gold speckles, not cracked at all just sitting perfectly in the middle of my kitchen floor as if she had laid it.
She is a wee menace but my absolute pride and joy, every day with her is an adventure, oh and she is quite the model, so if you ever need a new face for Jimbo's, she is your gal!