Bramble and Rowan

 My Mum's two kittens continue to bring her great joy as well as destruction!  They are the sweetest pair of rogues- she says that Mungojerrie and Rumbleteaser have nothing on these two but they are also very affectionate.

Rowan, the little boy cat loves to fetch. You throw him a hayball or a scrunched up piece of foil and he will leap after it and bring it to you to throw for him again and again.  They jump in the fridge, they hide under the bed, they climb up to high windowsills and knock of plants, they fall in the bath, they scratch at the door, they drink water out of glasses, they get into bags and boxes, they leap onto her back when she bends down and cling on as she moves.  They try to climb up your skirt and try to swing on your hair when you bend down.  They are hilarious but when they run out of energy, they collapse. Bramble will purr loudly instantly the moment you stroke her or pick her up!

Here are a few pictures from my last visit to Mum.

Here's Rowan asleep on my lap.

Here's Bramble trying to get into a drawer.

And opening the door to the garden room!

And here's Rowan after a game of ball!

What sweetie-pies they are, despite the misdemeanours!