Eva slowly settles into new home

Well, it's been a week since I moved in with my new companion Sammy and his dad Alistair. Despite my friendliness Sammy's been a little bit distant but I think it's more shyness than anything - he's not very used to girls, it seems.

Alistair's been really nice to me, and his friend Liselle, who's been staying at his, has been feeding me raw shredded beef, which I'm very grateful for. But Alistair tells me that when Liselle goes, that'll be it, so I'd better start getting used to biscuits. I'll have to work on him.

I miss Anson Road - hello Gertrud - but, much as I love my kittens, I'm very pleased that they - or rather I - have fled the nest and I can have my freedom back.

Right, I'm going to get Alistair to come and proof-read this post but then I must go - I have a busy afternoon ahead of me, involving mooching, squawking, sleeping and scratching.

Bye!