Maybe they aren't so scary...

Fiona has decided that she REALLY likes me, much to my terror. So I have been trying recently to NOT run in mortal dread every time she comes near me. Usually, I end of running anyway, because she looks very unsteady and unpredictable, but I swear - I am trying to get over my fear.

It takes time, people!

Pictures of me!

Here I am, in all my sweet glory! Aren't I delicious?

A day in the life

Today, I got up with the kids, and then hid from them. A bit later, I spent some serious quality time warming my hind quarters on the vent in the main floor bathroom. There is sometimes a risk of being locked inside, should someone close the door, but mostly it works out in my favor. While the woman of the house (Laura) was preparing the kids' lunches, she took a few moments to scoop me up and give me some love. I purred my head off as she hugged me in the morning sunshine. It was nice.

But all of that was topped when the man of the house (Craig) brought out one of favorite toys ever - a small fuzzy ball. He threw it for me to chase, but baby #2 (Fiona) was crawling my way and thwarted me. Rats!!

I have 24 Toes!

My name is Digit, and I am a polydactyl cat. I am dark gray, and have seven toes on each glorious front paw - and six on each back paw. I was born feral, but was adopted by two lovely people, who then had two more lovely people. I have one brother and two sisters - Henry, Sedona, and Zamboni - and we live a fairly pampered life. Good food, clean litter, and lots of stairs on which to race up and down.

Welcome to my blog!