You have to admit there is a resemblence…

What a little heart stealer. And I do mean little. I haven’t had such a tiny kitten since Sunny and his siblings were born and even then, at almost 8 weeks old, they were all much bigger than this girl. Here are some shots of her interacting with the incumbents. Reaction has been mixed. I’m actually surprised that Loki didn’t take to Smudge right away but, while he is intrigued by this squeaky munchkin tearing around the place, the big girl’s blouse is a bit afraid of her too. Luna is acting much as I expected. She is less hissy-spitty around Smudge than she was earlier in the week and instead just walks up now, gives her a whallop, then walks away again. Smudge is unperturbed by all this and just carries on with serious kittening. She’ll win them over eventually but until then she stays in my room when I go out.

Meanwhile, she loves nothing better than to be with the Big Cat. She sits on my shoulder while I’m at the computer and likes to curl up for her morning nap on the desk (I’ve now put down a small towel there so she has something soft to lie on). She also loves getting cosy on my lap when I’m watching TV and snuggles up on the pillow at night. But she also gets absolutely everywhere. The other night I spent a frantic half hour looking all over the house for her and finally found her asleep in my purse (!!). Once she figures out the stairs I’ll have to kitten-proof them somehow. Plastic mesh has been put back up on the balconies so she won’t accidently fall off, though she already shows signs of becoming a climber like Luna.

Yep, I’m in love. And although I love all my cats, this one feels extra special. Makes me hope more than ever that I’ve got another fifteen years or so left so I can spend them with her.

So here they are at seven weeks and ready to leave their mother. Decision time looms! Pablo will be back in town tomorrow and will pick the family up. All but one. It’s still between Smudge and Canela (have rethought taking both! probably not a wise idea). So do I go with the pretty orange boy or the feisty smudgy girl?

This whole selection process is not getting any easier. Here are the wee beasties having a feed on Peter’s lap. I think it’s still between the ginger-ninja and smudge. But the two tabbies are both very cute too. I dunno. Seriously. I do not know. Pablo is going out of town next weekend and I think I’m going to bring Pitu and her kittehs over here for a few days, just to get used to them and see who is who. They are so tiny for their age though… also taking them to the vet this week for a check-up. What do you guys think?