The PK news

After moving I had to leave PK inside for awhile so he didnt try to run back to the old house and end up someone else's porch kitty. Towards the end of the week he was becoming such a brat! Bitting my calf, always wanting to eat, clawing at things. So I started kicking him outside. At first he didn't like it but now it's okay with him most of the time. I'm glad to not have a little box in my room, hopefully never again.

Now PK is cute again. Last night he tried to sleep at my feet so switched my head to the other side of the bed. Then we cuddled, he purred and we fell asleep. When I woke up he let me cuddle him more before he got up and got anxious for breakfast. It was nice.