Lysithea

Good morning peeps!

 

"- No cats", that's what the gynecologist told me at my first visit being pregnant.

"- Say what?!", was my reaction...I just don't clean the litter box, that's it.

 

Who can say no to my little cutie Quincy? Quincy is a bengal, and he follows me everywhere. His personaity though. He has no respect for me (hehe), but he loves me (I think). Serge is the alpha male in the house, and I'm the nice one cuddling and giving Q food.

 

Fun fact, when I'm locked in to any room in our apartment, he literally stands outside meowing until I get out. When I go upstairs, he follows me. When I take a shower, he stands next to me. In this writing moment, guess what, he is laying next to me. But the very funny thing today was that when I took a bidet bath for my swollen prego feet, he was of course there bathing his paws as well :')

 

Yes, we have a bidet. There's a Portuguese law that tells you to have one in each house hold. This is Quincy's bidet though. He never drinks water from his water bowl, only from the bidet. Therefore his "what-are-you-doing-in-my-bidet-look below".