No, she doesn’t realize it. She thinks this place is a gulag. She tells me so all the time.
“Mum, I’m HUNGRY!”
“It’s an hour until feeding time.”
“I’m starving! This place is a gulag!”
“Itty Bitty, get down!”
“Don’t want to!”
“Get down now!”
“I never get to do anything! This place is a gulag!”
I’ve tried to explain to her that it is not, in fact, a horrendous Soviet prison, but she insists that it is.
She’s still pretty little - her feet are huge, but she doesn’t seem to be growing into them. She isn’t quite as big as Tiny, who is about 5lbs - I think she weighs about that, but she’s not quite as tall or long as he is. I hope she stays little. I can’t imagine the havoc if she was bigger!
That’s the face I make when I have to get up.
She is such a cutie!
Love these two ! Thanks for sharing ~ more please !
Love Ham and his mini-me. 
How is she getting along with the others?
They look like two little angels…only you know better, right? lol
Last night I was thinking…
Bout time for a pic of our two buds…
Happiness is …
Well, they seem to accept that she is not leaving, although I keep getting looks from Maximus like, “Mum, she’s been here A LONG TIME . . . you said a few days . . .”
Her new habit is to slap at Mick, then hide in my lap when Mick tries to rip her head off. Habit. Entertainment. Not sure which. I have tried to tell her that Mick will, in fact, rip her head off, but she isn’t listening.
Yup. Especially after 3 weeks at home!!!
They are now officially Sir Hamilton Drooly McDroolface and Princess Itty Bitty of Spoiled Rotten. 
How sweet!!
Lol, another drooler?
Ella drools copious cat spit. 
Oh yes - he has always been a drooler! Not all the time, but when he’s asleep and really relaxed, my arm is generally soaked.
Well, Princess Itty Bitty of Spoiled Rotten has become Princess Itty Bitty of Naughtyville. Actually, she’s the princess of Gonna-Get-Your-Butt-Spanked-If-You-Do-That-Again!
I left for a couple of hours to run errands. Came home, brought in groceries, sat down at the computer to check email. Suddenly realized that I hadn’t seen her since I’d been home, and she hadn’t come running to greet me like she always does.
Searched the whole house. Called and called. Nothing. Finally, I looked outside - and there she was on the front porch! I have NO IDEA when she escaped - when I came home? Or when I left?!
I shall have to put a bell on her now.
Bad little (but still awfully cute!) Kitty!
I had one of those. Her first year I think she thought her name was No No Bad Kitty!
So she became Contessa Luisa NNBK de Ciudad de Ajo (Garlic City)
Glad she hung around, the little fart! And watch her use that bell against her or learn to move without making it ring. I would not put it past her. Stinker…
Took the Itty-bitty back to the vet for a check-up on her teeth. The vet is a little concerned about a couple of back teeth that are coming in too close together, but we’ll wait and see what happens, as they’re not fully erupted yet.
He studied her quite a bit. Asked me to remind him how I got her. Looked at her chart (she’s nearly 8lbs at 7 months!). Then he said, “you know, if you look at her face … she doesn’t look quite domestic, does she?”
Well, I suppose if she turns out to be part Savannah cat, at least she’s well-socialized.
Love Itty Bitty !
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