A few weeks ago, while chatting with a friend I hadn’t seen – or talked to – in a very long time (8 months is a long time, right?), I mentioned Huxley and was sharing some his daily antics, only to see a look of surprise on my friend’s face. R. & I had brought Huxley home in November and we hadn’t spoken much since last September so of course Huxley’s existence was pretty much a blank for him. And then I realized, with all the consecutive hiatus I put into this space, you hadn’t heard of Huxley in a while either.
In the last 8 months, he has grown A LOT. Though Huxley will never be a big cat, he has a big personality. And for a blind animal, he finds no trouble getting around and about. But he gets himself in a bit of trouble, from time to time.
he climbs and comes down whenever he wants to. No fuss.
The other day, I found him sleeping on a table, with his head cozied up to a sellotape dispenser, I mean, head nested into the metal part where you actually CUT. THE. TAPE.
What a weirdo. But we Love him to bits.