So, after Finkel passed away this summer, little Fjodor was all alone. He would wait for him to come back and lost interest in most things. After a couple of weeks, he started getting back to normal, but it was clear he wasn't type type of cat that wants to be alone. So we started searching for a buddy that might suit him, and we found Morris.
He's a sweet obnoxious little guy, and he fit right in. They became buddies really quick, and it only took half a day until him and Fjodor were sleeping next to eachother.
They're playing, wrestling, hunting and being mischievous just as cats are, and Morris is a real sweetie. He wants to be carried all the time and wants cuddles while sitting next to me. He's a real thief too, steals things from my desk, from the kitchen, from the bathroom (q tips are his favourite toys) and he sleeps on my bedside table every night. And during the days, this is his preferred napping place...
He's about 6 months old now, and he's developed quite a quirky little personality. I can't wait to see how much fun he will have in the summer when he gets to go outdoors at the summer house. No doubt, he did a great job filling Finkel's shoes, both me and Fjodor are happy.