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Definition of kitten
I ran into this definition of kitten on Teh Intarwebs that tickled my funnybone:
It occurred to me that this definition also applies to Vienne, who is still very much a smallish muffin on legs.
Pom, as a baby cat, looked like a dust mouse,
but he has grown into a very elegant, long-legged creature with a jaunty manner.
Vienne, however, is still rather squarish and short-legged and made up primarily of fluff, despite being a fierce maraudress and a terror to unsuspecting geckoes*, spiders, and reservoirs of water**.
Baby Vienne
Big Vienne (not that much bigger)
So I have added "Muffin" to her list of epithets, alongside Princess. Because cats with personality need more than one nickname, and Pom already has several.
*(No, she doesn't go outside. She finds the poor creatures in the garage and brings them into the house for fun times.)
**(Well aware of Vienne's proclivities for knocking over any container that might possibly contain liquid, we now use large plastic cups--the kind you get free from barbecue joints--as water pitchers and try to remember to empty them before leaving the room.)
"Kitten: A small homicidal muffin on legs that; affects human sensibilities to the point of endowing the most wanton acts of destruction with near-mystical overtones of cuteness. Source: Anonymous"
It occurred to me that this definition also applies to Vienne, who is still very much a smallish muffin on legs.
Pom, as a baby cat, looked like a dust mouse,
but he has grown into a very elegant, long-legged creature with a jaunty manner.
Vienne, however, is still rather squarish and short-legged and made up primarily of fluff, despite being a fierce maraudress and a terror to unsuspecting geckoes*, spiders, and reservoirs of water**.
Baby Vienne
Big Vienne (not that much bigger)
So I have added "Muffin" to her list of epithets, alongside Princess. Because cats with personality need more than one nickname, and Pom already has several.
*(No, she doesn't go outside. She finds the poor creatures in the garage and brings them into the house for fun times.)
**(Well aware of Vienne's proclivities for knocking over any container that might possibly contain liquid, we now use large plastic cups--the kind you get free from barbecue joints--as water pitchers and try to remember to empty them before leaving the room.)
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Aw, thank you! He was rescued at two weeks by our vet's receptionist--he's five weeks old in the picture, which was taken shortly after she gave him to us. So we don't know his parentage, but a friend of mine who knows a lot about cat breeds pegs him as an Oriental Shorthair, partly based on his looks and partly on his personality.
I like her smallness. It suits who she is.
It really does! And the first time she figured out that having a lower center of gravity means that she can knock an unsuspecting Pom off his feet--I don't know what was more delightful, her triumph or his astonishment.
My boy, soon to be 5 loves to filch my water and has proven a wizard at appearing in a small puff of smoke to siphon a cup empty
Hee hee! What a lovely mental image. I also like the image of the poor bug beseeching you to put it out of its misery!