Little Kasper is twelve (12) years old today! He is very much Daddy’s Cat and spends huge amounts of each day sat across my shoulders, on my chest/back (on the rare occasions I do some push ups and sit ups), on my knee on the sofa and rather bizarrely on my neck when we go to bed!
He remains great friends with Dusky but it is really Moreno that he now keeps an eye on at night now that we have lost Fleur. They are usually curled up next to each other on the bed, although he is not adverse to telling Mori to shift, a trait he has with all cats – he will happily share any space, so long as he is where he wants to be.