My cat is 19 years old. It has been just me and her since my son left home 7 months ago. He bought himself a three month old jet black kitten with big gold eyes. Cute. Two months later he is off to Italy for a week and I have cute kitten who is now five months old. My own cat didn't bat an eye when she saw him in the carrier. She didn't bat an eye when he got out and started walking around. Then he miaowed. My cat suddenly stared at him like OMG it's a cat! Suddenly she turned into that cartoon Tasmanian Devil when it spins round. As for the jet black thing he just loves winding her up and watching her go he also doesn't seem to have legs just black furry springs that he bounces round the house on scattering my Japanese knick knacks in several different directions. He has also tried to go for a swim in my watering can and to retrieve a chicken carcass from a bin about ten times his own height. He also sees the bird feeders outside my bedroom window as his own personal supermarket. I always thought my dear old moggy was spritely for her age. I now know better. It's like having a toddler in the house all over again. A little life sticking it's nose into everything and anything it finds curious even if the thing is an electric socket or that tempting big round door with the comfy clothes lying inside it. Don't put on the washing machine before you know it's only clothes in there and nothing else.............Can't wait for my son to come and get him back because my nightmare is telling him he got microwaved along with my pizza.