Our new roommate is Jinx.

As of this writing, he is 9 weeks old, bitey of tooth and scratchy of claw. Also whiny of voice. He was born in the downstairs office of a friend of mine who rescues cats as her avocation. So far, his only trip outdoors has been to and from the car. He does not approve of Outside, or of cars. We are happy about this.

Um, what to say? He’s a tiny baby cat. He eats baby cat food that makes him pooty. His life is all sleep/eat/play/repeat. He lives his Dingo very much and thinks I am a giant toy, if his attacking my legs when I walk is any indication.

Kittens are pretty funny and cute. (I’m lukewarm on babies of all species.) I just hope his adult personality will be pleasant. It’s unfair to a tiny kitten I know, but mostly I just think, “well, he’s all right, but he’s no Boadie.”

Of course, we’ve had him for 10 days and I had her for 13 years, so time will help.