Murphy the Nibster is still very much a kitten. But even accounting for her kittenhood, she is quite the dynamo. Both Soup and (especially) the Inspector have registered complaints regarding her zippy, pouncy self. I tried reminding the Inspector that he had been the annoying kitten not so long ago and he gave me a look. What did that look say?
"You know full well that I was NEVER like that."
And Inspector is correct. He certainly WAS a kitten that had some energy. He did annoy his elders sometimes. But he was never quite like this.
I have yet to actually catch Murphy sleeping. Not once. But, every time I go outside, she shows up. She runs around. She pounces. She darts.
She kittens.
Her head is still a bit small for the rest of her body, but that has evened out a little. Her eyes match her fur and she has a very nice engine when she purrs.
And we're still not sure what role she will adopt on the farm as she grows.
Right now, we're thinking she's an entertainer. I mean, who knew that a tile flag could result in this sort of choreography?
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