I'm being climbed on by a tiny cat. (Well, actually, it's now perched on my shoulder, purring. Oh the dog moved. Not purring any more. Curses.)
It's my mum's cat, anyway. A lilac point Siamese kitten. (The dog's hers too.) She was told it was a boy, but we think it might be a girl. I have one or two half decent pictures I took last night but I'll try to get some more today, now that it's a bit more settled in.
She's going home on Sunday and taking the cat with her. I'll miss it. ;_;
Aw. It's a nice way to spend a horrible rainy day, let me tell you.