Bob, AKA, Bobford, Bob the Knob, Bob Jockey, Bobby Dazzler.... (the list goes on).
On Monday my little baby boy turned six months old. I can't believe how fast the time has gone since we first bought him home in October and just how much he has changed. Bringing him into a house with two other cats was a little worrying at first but we needn't have worried. Kitty and him enjoy play fighting (we like to think that Kitty is teaching him) and him and Flick tend to avoid each other, Flick just gives him a whack if he annoys her or comes to close!
Looking back at old photos of him makes me well up with mummy pride! He is still absolutely crazy and very curious, as you can see from the photos below he likes to sniff things to investigate, including my camera.
With turning six months comes some bad news for Bob, he is booked in for the snip next week, my poor lil man! Is it wrong that I kind of want him to have a cone simply because it would be so cute?