Her name is Nougat, after the brown and pink speckles in her cream fur.
She spends as much time as possible during Winter like a joey, zipped inside the front of my jumper.
She’s almost fifteen years old this year, very small, very vocal and eats twice as much as the average cat. When anyone visits she follows them about asking for a cuddle and making sure that they do to her satisfaction whatever they are there to do.
She’s a Cornish Rex. She has just the “down hair” layer in her coat, without the other two thick glossy layers of fur that most cats have. In 1950 a mutant barn kitten was bred back to his mother, and the breed started. Keeping herself warm takes much energy – hence the big appetite and snuggle compulsion.
Not content with creating a mutant cat, breeders went a step further and created a Siamese marked version, which is how Nougat got her bright blue eyes, torti points and conversationalism. The variation is known as a Sirex …. Yup that’s where my profile name comes from.
Oh – and as this photo taken tonight shows, she writes all my blog posts:
Post 12 of the 30 posts in 30 days challenge.