We've got a new addition to the house, who is making life very difficult for me as I pack up for the next trip. His name is Silas and he's about 12 weeks. He's currently curled up behind me on the chair. I'd think he's sleeping, except he keeps shifting his position and I worry I'm going to suddenly get needle sharp kitty claws in the small of my back.
Nevertheless, he's as cute as any kitten ever was and he purrs an awful lot. He's also passionately fond of little balls of paper, which he tends to pick up and carry around as his lawful prey. He also brings them back to me so I can throw them again, so he's good at playing Fetch.