We (as in me and my late dog, Sky) found him in a box with 3 other kittens (who didn't survive), probably 2 days old, with a bowl of milk. That bowl of milk really made me furious, I mean even if you didn't know that kittens can't drink cow's milk, what's the logic of putting it in a bowl they can't even reach?? Just so you could calm your own conscious?? Sorry, but even four years after I am still errrr. Anyway Sky and I raised him, me being front mother (i.e feeding him) and Sky back mother (i.e licking his genital areas so he would do his stuff.. until one day she refused to lick him. Later that day I discovered that he was already old enough to go by himself. Now
Feeding time (when he was already eating "normal" cat food) was funny - they would often sniff each others bowls and then she (a big dog) would eat his cat food from his small bowl, and he (well a cat) would eat her dog food from her big bowl. Whatever pleases them:-)*. Eventually he would only eat if it got her approval, and thus a fussy cat was born. Not fussy in the sense that he'll only eat the most expensive best food. More the opposite. He will not eat anything he doesn't know! Not cat's tin food (I usually give dry food) or tuna or whatever. Kind of hard when she's no longer around..
And he is also fussy in not liking to eat alone. Right now he has different food from the rest (he has some problems in his mouth). Now giving it only to him, that's quite a mission. Last time I had to I really couldn't do it. This time they are calmer, but.. though I would love to put him and his food in a closed room and let him munch while I carry on with my own business, Monsieur J. will not eat alone! He needs company.. oh well.. So I catch up on reading books while he's chewing, calling out to him from time to time so he knows he's not alone..
And this is where he likes to lay and rest on a hot day. I think that's a great spot!
Oh, and talking about spots.. did you hear of the new spot recently discovered on Jupiter? Well we knew that! You can't see from the photos (I guess someone thinks he has a good side..). but he has a big round dark spot.
Only after naming him Jupiter (and having a dog called Sky), I learnt that the origin of the name Jupiter (and it's Greek counterpart Zeus) comes from an ancient Indo-European word for sky! So both my pets were united with the same name :-).
* writing this sounds like she (the b-i-g dog) might have pushed him or something. No such thing! She was such a kind and gentle being. If already little curious he would want to know what she got to eat, and kind her would let him exchange places with her.
Now go on and see what the rest of the class are showing for show & tell!
[and here was supposed to be a lovely shot of the moon]
Today is (or rather was, but might still be where you are:-)) the Jewish love festival. So, a big l~o~v~e to you all!! Hope you have a most pleasant day.