Urchin and the window

Urchin has recently figured out that to open the kitchen window, we do something to the handle. She hasn't quite worked out what she needs to do, but it's only a matter of time.

homicidal psycho jungle cat

The fearsome beast lurks in the dense undergrowth waiting to pounce.

Urchin and the computer

Some days are more obstructive than others.

At her convenience

I was cuddling the beast. She climbed up to my shoulder, so I leant at an angle to give her an easier descent down my back. She got half way down and stopped, deciding that reclining elegantly on my hunched form was the way to go. She stayed there - with her tail up my nose - until we'd got a decent picture, then I had to stand up to dislodge her. I think she thought I was going to walk around like that, so she could ride like a sedan chair.

Urchin and the chair

One of Urchin's tried-and-true strategies for getting us to play with her is to climb on the back of Paul's chair. Having a cat's bum rubbing against the back of your neck is remarkably motivating.

Curiosity

She noticed that we had taken a few pictures and so she hopped up on the desk to observe. She got up when she saw her image - otherwise she never sits in that position. Far too clever.

Star Trek

Urchin really enjoyed star trek with us this evening.

She really likes her yellow fleece on my lap when she sits there. And she had to have both hands on her - for maximum comfort.