Chris

Ocho is a goon.  I went to take her picture for B, and she came out and now is head-boofing everything.  She's freaking my shit, to the tune of growling a lot while boofing me.  oO

She knows where the essentials are, though she hasn't used any of them yet.  She's too busy hissing at the carpet.  *amused*  She almost jumped into my lap, eee!

She likes her jaw and chin skritched, and dislikes side and rump.  Classic "Aiee don't touch, maybe!" stuff.  When I take her to the vet, I'm going to ask them to groom her, as she has a leftover clump on her back (the original owners tried trimming it, but I wanted to make sure, but I fear her pointy bits).

And now, I go for beers and karaoke.