My visits to Nyafe Melange in Ebisu now number 32. How do I know this? Because I am on my fourth loyalty card. It's Bruiser. I find him so endearing. For instance, could this really be the paw of evil?
Well, yes, it seems so. When I was a child I would have nuzzled the family cat's paw with my nose were it so presented. Were I to do this to Bruiser I have no doubt that I would lose not only my nose but a good chunk of cheek and possibly an eye. While I was there he urinated on a snuggling blanket and half-nelsoned a smaller cat to the ground. It's a small improvement on his deciding to mate with one of the munchkin cats right in front of me. But on this occasion he was under pressure. Three valley girls had come in and were trying to take selfies with the cats. As one cat circled as it got ready to sit down the girl shuffled in a circle around it, keeping her pout in place, waiting for the perfect angle. This was particularly funny with Bruiser as he makes a point of looking away when anyone points a phone at him. The secret...
...is to catch him when he's exhausted himself after all that hating.
I had a lovely time with "Little Ginger" (on the left) who is the youngest of them all and seemingly related to the two adult gingers there. Here he is snuggled up to his sleeping uncle (I think this is his uncle - the other adult ginger is definitely his Dad, but they're not close).
He had a good sit on my lap first and got thoroughly stroked for twenty minutes until he'd had enough and moved to Uncle. He loves cuddling up with his Mum too.
The "Old Man" (creative with my names, aren't I?) was lounging on his own sofa. He's a bit aloof but seems respected by everyone, even Bruiser. If he were a person he'd live in a loft with deep leather armchairs, sherry and lots of old books and be consulted on matters affecting 'the family'. .
I do love all those little cats. They have such distinct personalities.
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