Someone has certainly done an awful lot of growing. He’s a fluff bag full of testosterone and the bengal in him dominates his personality!
He’s so boisterous it’s a good thing he’s so cute. He spends his days sleeping, eating, annoying Maggie and killing everything in sight. Bringing him up has been a bit of a roller-coaster, he wasn’t litter trained at all but now he only has the occasional accident. I say accident, I swear he does it fully on purpose.
Maggie is finally giving as good as she gets too and often puts him back in his place (note the scratch on his nose, but he’ll tell you he won).
Yep, this cat is going places.
(And also the vet next week for his pre snip & chip assessment!)