Aww, butter wouldn't melt ...

Pio, when he first came to me, was a cute mini kitten. Four months old and full of fun and naughtiness.

He has grown into a fine cat; 6 kg (+) and knowing his own mind.

Facts about Pio:

He doesn't like Bosco.
He does like his food (or anyone else's for that matter).
He likes cuddles (on his terms).
He doesn't like cuddles (on anyone else's terms).
He is a cantankerous two and a half year old.
He loves his mummy (well, I'm the only person who can hold him upside down and demand cuddles - cupboard love much?)

So, seeing him curled up in the sunshine on top of his carry cage, looking for all the world like the cutsie kitten he once was, made me smile and think back to those days.

I had a photoshoot today. Went well. Just processing and blpping at the same time. Had better get back to it.

Night all.