Warning - another ailurophiles post
He is 9 weeks old.
We are (almost) all totally besotted. He rules the house, or likes to think he does.
Tigs called him 'Mr Gorgeousness' this morning. I have to admit I agree. He is totally loopy, and has us in hysterics frequently. Mealtimes especially descend into chaos as he tries to leap on the table or sneaks into Pup's lap during breakfast.
|One person is less than besotted|