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Somehow we managed to keep Jonesy still for two seconds - just long enough to weigh him: 3.750 kg. This means he's put on a total of 700 gram since he moved in. I have a feeling that's a lot, but of course I have no idea how much an ideal weight-increasement should be.

I am so looking forward to the day where Fisen decides that Jonesy's kitten license is up and gives him a well-deserved whack. Today Fisen was attacked thrice (!). The first two times, he was able to shake off the kitten and walk away. Third time, Jonesy made a ninja jump onto Fisen's back sinking his needle-sharp teeth into the old kitties neck while jabbing all 18 claws in his sides. Fisen tried to shake him off again and when that didn't work, he cried for help. Not once did he lift a paw to the adolescent thug, though no-one would blame him if he did.

Today I vacuumed and washed the kitchen floor. One hour later, Jonesy discovered the opened bag of cat-sand and promptly spread it all over the bathroom floor. He was not a very popular kitten at that moment. After that, C and I took turns to play with him until he tired, now he's out cold on the second keyboard (his favourite spot)

Worked some more on the commission yesterday, finished the hair and darkened the sky some more. I still owe some reviews, but I need to rest before I start preparing for the dinner and guests tonight.

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[cathemery.livejournal.com]

ow ow ow poor Fisen.