Sunday, 27 October 2019

Meet Cleocatra Frances Clara Willow White

We've got a baby cat.


Whilst we admit to giving her lots of names - the product of allowing everyone to have a say - the kitten herself has asked that we simply address her as Cleo. (She's really clever, as most cats are)


Born on 18 August 2019 and previously known as Haze, we picked her up from Bradford Cat Watch Rescue at lunchtime yesterday.  There was a big queue and we were very lucky to get her.   

When it was our turn to visit the little area where the kittens live, there were only three left.  Two were with still their mum - Cleo and her sister.  Charlotte chose Cleo, the people next in line chose her sister and her mum.  A happy outcome - hopefully - for all three.


Cleo spent much of last night surveying her new home from under the sofa.  So I slept on it to keep her company during her first few hours of darkness in Guiseley.

All was quiet until around 6am when she decided she wanted to play and, other than a couple of long sleeps during today, she has been a fluffy-faced dynamo ever since.

She's also been shockingly well-behaved.   Not only has she eaten her food and drunk her water, she has used her litter tray right from the off which I really didn't expect.  Her mum clearly trained her well, for which our carpet will be forever grateful.


And now the adventure begins.  She can't leave the house for a few months, which is why the litter tray action is so welcome.  But when it's time for her to explore the outside world, hopefully the fun she'll have had by then will convince her to come back home for her tea.

I'll keep you updated on progress.         

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