He is a flame-point Persian, aka a Himalayan, aka a ragdoll, and is 9 weeks old. He weighs 30 ounces. From the size of him, he looks like a 5 pounder, but it’s all hair.
Ever since our beloved Cashmere [aka Kasimer, aka Cashmere Fe-lion Buckles] died, we have wanted a lapcat. We have a very fine, independent old cuss named Tangerine, aka Tanger, aka What-did-you-kill-now. He is mostly an outdoor cat who does like to be-with, but on a lap only when he is cold. Not when I am cold. And we really wanted Tanger to have a hand in raising a kitten, as he knows his way around in the world. So we did the unthinkable and bought a purebred Persian for nearly $1000. And, yes, he is getting the snip. He will be a stud muffin, but never a stud.
We amortize his value daily, so soon he will be only $100 a day!
We had expected to isolate the kitten for a couple of weeks, to be careful, but he soon indicated that he is fearless, knows how to use a cat flap, uses his box perfectly and can steal food from Tangerine. So, his various accoutrements are now in place around the house. We also bought him a cat tower, which he promptly conquered, including scratching the sisal-wrapped post.
Zoe even agreed to clean up her room [I helped] so Dandy can go in there with her.
Tanger finds him annoying and is a little intimidated. Dandy can nudge him away from his food dish. Tanger has thyroid problems and is really skinny, so he needs to eat. Dandy is not ready for a lot of wet food and had a tummy upset. Followed by a quick bath in the sink. He’s still a little stinky.
He plays hard and then sleeps hard. On a lap, or next to one. Purchase justified!