Three weeks ago we got two kittens. We chose the name Misty for one of them almost immediately but it took some time to come up with Pippa for the second one.
I'd forgotten how mischievous kittens can be. They are so funny to watch while they are playing and cute as can be when they come and sit on your knee.
When I walked into the living room and saw this I couldn't not take a photo. How cute is that?
Last week I took our little ladies to the vet for their first visit which was a full health check, immunisations, worm tablets, flea drops and microchips.
The vet threw quite the curveball at me when she examined them and Misty and Pippa are actually little gentlemen and not ladies. Surprise didn't quite cut it. We were told they were girls from the lady we got them from and we had kind of looked but apparently the testicles are quite hard to see at this age. I'm not bothered in the slightest. They're still kittens, they still play and they are still as cute as can be. They will be neutered as soon as they are old enough. We've had male cats before and, as well as the obvious responsible owner reason, they will be getting done asap because of the spray factor. If you've had a little boy cat before you will know exactly what I mean.
The little curveball threw us a new challenge - appropriate names. Our 9 year old wanted to choose and since he took so long to choose Pippa we thought it only right that he chose again. We went through a few combinations and Pippa was Piper for a couple of days. Misty became Mr Nicholas for those couple of days too but eventually he decided on Pippa becoming Olly (after a certain Mr Murs) and Misty becoming Toby (that one came from a list of Thomas trains).
So here we have Olly and Toby 10 week old balls of mischief.