A bit overdue maybe, but here goes - nonetheless. Generally speaking, people just call me Pixx, short for, well, Pixxelated... Which has been my moniker online for several years now. My partner been adopted by two tiny* kittens; Clawdia and Jamie. They're respectively 16 and 14 weeks old, and they are an absolute menace. A cute, fuzzy and lovable menace, but nonetheless a menace.
That little chap there is Jamie. The cuddliest kitten ever. His hobbies include; demanding headrubs, procuring a lap to nap on and licking my phone screen. No lap available? That's ok, he'll just stretch himself out on your feet.
He's had a bit of a rough start in life, prior to being adopted. His mother was found a stray and heavily pregnant... Unfortunately due to the condition she was in and the circumstances regarding his birth, she didn't make it. His mother (and one of his litter mates) passed away shortly after birth. As if that wasn't bad enough, poor Jamie has an acquired brain injury. Nothing too severe, thankfully - but he is plenty wobbly and struggles a bit with any kind of fine motor skills. (It mostly translates into an exasperated meow during play, when his little front paws don't do what he wants them to do and he gets a little frustrated.) But other than that, we wouldn't change him for the world.
And this little madam is Clawdia, and here she is overseeing her kingdom. Her hobbies include; purring her little head off at the slightest chance there might be fuss, sitting on my keyboard and chasing/hunting the red dot. In fact she is sat on the keyboard, as I'm typing this... Purring.
She is a 16 (or 17) week Ragdoll, who is just a bundle of energy. But she is extremely lovable, if a bit cheeky at times.
That little chap there is Jamie. The cuddliest kitten ever. His hobbies include; demanding headrubs, procuring a lap to nap on and licking my phone screen. No lap available? That's ok, he'll just stretch himself out on your feet.
He's had a bit of a rough start in life, prior to being adopted. His mother was found a stray and heavily pregnant... Unfortunately due to the condition she was in and the circumstances regarding his birth, she didn't make it. His mother (and one of his litter mates) passed away shortly after birth. As if that wasn't bad enough, poor Jamie has an acquired brain injury. Nothing too severe, thankfully - but he is plenty wobbly and struggles a bit with any kind of fine motor skills. (It mostly translates into an exasperated meow during play, when his little front paws don't do what he wants them to do and he gets a little frustrated.) But other than that, we wouldn't change him for the world.
And this little madam is Clawdia, and here she is overseeing her kingdom. Her hobbies include; purring her little head off at the slightest chance there might be fuss, sitting on my keyboard and chasing/hunting the red dot. In fact she is sat on the keyboard, as I'm typing this... Purring.
She is a 16 (or 17) week Ragdoll, who is just a bundle of energy. But she is extremely lovable, if a bit cheeky at times.
Too cute. Welcome to TCS! 
Thanks for taking in Jamie. I suspect he is worth it! He sounds like a sweetheart! 
And Clawdia is a lovely little lady. 
Jamie and Clawdia are adorable. 
(love the name Clawdia, BTW). 
