by Matthew Cobb
Regular readers will know that I have become the staff of a small kitten called Harry, who is bitey and scratchy and generally excitable, except when he’s not all floppy and purry and asleep. On Saturday, Harry decided to help me with marking (aka grading) second year university exams. These were short answers about Xiphosurida (aka horseshoe crabs—in keeping with the law of nomenclature, these aren’t crabs and don’t look like a horseshoe, plus they aren’t ‘living fossils’)—and about the advantages of being bilaterally symmetrical. Here he is, as I told Tw*tter (he loves my marking pens):
Harry the kitten "helping" with marking pic.twitter.com/fh3ZvRqopc
— Matthew Cobb (@matthewcobb) February 14, 2015
However, life isn’t all a bed of roses. Harry is a very pesky kitten who loves chasing the two grown-up cats who we serve, Ollie and Pepper (Ollie is the one who scratched Jerry’s nose a few years back). Today Ollie decided he was having no more of it, and when Harry came for him again, there was a stand-off. This was the first real fight they’ve had (though there’s been plenty of growling and hissing from Ollie and especially Pepper, who really does not like the kittenish behaviour of the kitten).
No one got hurt, and it looks worse than it was, but a bit of fur (mainly Harry’s) flew… I decided to leave them to and to take photos, just like, when my children were little I’d occasionally take vids and photos of them crying or having a tantrum, so I’d remember that life isn’t always happy… These two cats were both pretty cross!