I've done it again !!!

M, our last cat, gave new meaning to the words "contempt" and "loathing" every time he looked at me.

I have somehow managed to adopt a kitten who has gone one better. I don't get the baleful glare whenever I manage to catch Jake's eye. He sees me coming ... and runs away.

He's quite content to oblige when either of the rugrats want a cuddle. But they're in bed now.

He's under the couch ...