The moment

I always know Black Pants got a bit of alien genes from me. By the way, nice shot B. :)

Sweet hunter

Black Pants is a very sweet cuddly baby. We take catnaps together with her in my arm. And when she is being a little brat, singing to her calms her down and put her to sleep.

BP changes her face completely when I take out the cat teaser. The feathers totally drive her nuts. A few times she even breaks loose some from biting too hard. We all agree that BP would make a great killer out there. Birdies, be aware!

Black Pants

Recently, I got a baby girl from the shelter when she was 1.5 month old.
We named her Black Pants because she wears one from behind although she has many other physical characteristics to name after, like the three black spots on her nose or her long crooked-tip tail.

BP is a quiet observer and almost always lady-like. I love the way she sits nice and straight, curls her long tail up close to her body, and looks at you with her innocent eyeballs.

She has entered my life and stole my heart in such an unexpected fashion. I finally got a taste of what it feels like to be a overly protective mommy, who is entirely in love, attached, and obsessed with her little furry baby. :>