She's almost a cat . . . but not quite a cat.

For those of you that have met her before . . . here's a Fraggle update!!

Now about four weeks old, Fraggle is doing well and growing up fast. She's started to eat some solid food (admittedly she's not the tidiest of eaters yet), wash herself (at least the bits she can reach without falling over) and, most importantly, she's ready to explore the world.

There's been a huge change in this little tiger even in the last few days. She's brave, playful and a little feisty and she's ready to take on anything that stands in her way.

I've had Fraggle to stay for the weekend, to see how the current residents would take to her. The brown dog has been completely fascinated, although I have a sneaky suspicion that he thinks she's been brought in purely for his amusement. At least he now seems to have realised that she's a grey kitten rather than a squirrel, so things have calmed down a bit . . .

Sadly, Daphne has had her feathers ruffled considerably by the new arrival. She's the sweetest cat in the world, until a kitten bounces on her head. From her hissy, spitty, swipy reaction, it seems she is too old for this shit.