Ever since Hobbes died, Gareth has been on the internet researching kittens, trying to find a decent Bengal breeder who doesn’t keep kittens in cages. One breeder he liked sent pictures of a litter who all looked too much like Hobbes ( he doesn’t want a replacement cat, he wants a worthy successor). So yesterday we drove to Stockport to meet a Bengal kitten whose breeder has nicknamed him Joey tribbiani because he’s a greedy chunky little fatboy.
Hes only eight weeks old, and wasn’t meant to be interviewing potential monkeys yet, but the breeder said she gets so many people wanting kittens who only want the most expensive Bengal, or the Bengal with the right spots, that she was happy to let Joey see someone who was interested in purrsonality over looks.
as you can see, Joey has chosen Gareth and we left a deposit. We go back and pick him up in about a month. He’s a lovely friendly, well socialised little chap who’s grown up in a proper home. His sisters laid the sugar on pretty thick as well, so it’s just as well I went with Gareth or he would have left three deposits.
joey will be renamed trouble as soon as he gets home.
this is the picture Gareth chose to reassure his breeder we can offer a good home…
Branston, btw, is very concerned that we haven’t thought this through. He says it will be left up to him to teach the little snot good manners, and kittens only learn good manners by having them thoroughly pounded into them ( spare the paw and spoil the kitten) and that kitten looks like he’s got a very thick head that will need a whole lot of pounding.
if the little one grows up to be half the cat his dad is he will be gorgeous. Bagheera is not only the biggest Bengal I’ve ever met, he was also one of the biggest dollops. He’s due to retire from stud this year, and the owner plans to keep him as a pet because he’s such a sweetie, but her son is planning to leave home soon, and having seen bagheera with the boy I think that cat has definitely chosen his monkey.