This is really a no-brainer option, go for the movie, pick up the knitting sticks Colin and watch yourself in the movie, "Then she found me." At least that is what I am going to do were I you.
I must do justice to Clove the demon seed Siamese cat who came to my house on Halloween 2004. Here he is on that very day.
What is it with kittens, perhaps just for Siamese, they always look like big ears and big paws until they grow into them. I drove across the state of Michigan to get Clove and he cried all the way back, 150+ miles of meows and screams. He doesn't like the sound of car tires on highways. Poor kitty. From the moment he came home, he's been into everything trouble he can find. Even now at 5 years old he's chasing his tail that he never did as a kitten.
Here the little meezer is about 10 weeks or so, just around Thanksgiving. He's not really into getting his head petted unless he needs real comforting, usually around feeding time. Other than that, don't touch him. He won't sit in your lap unless he wants to. You pick up Clove and he will jump back down in two seconds or less (it takes him two seconds or less to realize he's been moved from where he wants to be, to somewhere he doesn't want to be).
Lastly here's Clove sometime in 2005, still a kitten, but looking so darned cute, what can you do when he acts up and looks like this?
Off to watch Colin Firth in the new movie, "Then she found me." Oh boy! :)
