This is Skyfire. He was born on May 30, and this photo was taken when he was about ten weeks old. As you can see, he is quite a beautiful little fellow. He is now almost five months, and has grown enormously - he's a Maine Coon, and a fairly large one at that. We expect that he will eventually top out at somewhere between eighteen and twenty pounds, and that's an 'in shape' weight. He's supposed to be a puppy - this is what my daughter was pushing for, but as my son is afraid of dogs - to the point of being phobic - we opted for a cat who would grow up to be dog-sized. Needless to say, our two adult cats are just *thrilled*.
He was a fairly skittish little guy when we got him, but my husband sat in the back of the van with him on the way home, and by the time we reached the ferry, the kitten was happily curled up on his lap and purring. I swear my husband has cat pheromones. He loves to tease them, and they don't seem to care - they adore him. The kids have named him after the autobot (as in the Transformers) Skyfire. We usually shorten it to Sky. He's into absolutely everything. He got pretty sick for a while after we brought him home (didn't eat, drink, lost weight, had ringworm!) but our vet is an ace, and he's doing fabulously now. The kids love him - our daughter is particularly relentless, but fortunately she does understand the need to be gentle, and generally does her best to follow the 'kitten rules' we've set out. Much to her annoyance, the kitten prefers her older brother, who is wise enough to wait for Sky to come to him.
He dips his paws constantly into the water bowl, and he loves to 'prairie dog' to get a better look at things. He also likes to try to sleep on our heads, and purrs like a buzzsaw. We have a gerbil, who may be doomed, because the kitten is much more determined than our adult cats. I'm doing my best, but this is an overly bright feline, and unlike my two black marshmallows (really, mellowest cats I have ever seen) he has definite predatory instincts.
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