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miss demeanour

No name yet, but it’ll be something sugary, I think. She’s a sweet little thing, who insists in sleeping in the lap of my arm at the moment—I’ll get fed up with this when Madam—my tortoiseshell—stops hissing and starts accepting the kitten, and so can offer alternative warmth to doze on.

The kitten is black and white, not unlike the cat on tins of Felix cat food.