Our first kitten! He came to us as Aly, but left as Nando. At only seven weeks old, Nando was a tiny little bundle of clumsiness, who craved attention until he wore himself out, then would curl up as close to my neck as possible and fall asleep.
He was absolutely adorable, and it was great watching him expore his exciting new surroundings and build his strength up over the two weeks he was with us for.
Somewhat annoyingly, Nando developed the habit of climbing people, and every morning, as I was brushing my teeth / applying my makeup / making my breakfast, he would launch himself up my leg, past my hip, up my arm and onto my shoulder, and there he would stay until I’d finished what I was doing, and carefully return him to the safety of the floor.
Nando was in good health, and only needed us to feed him up and give him lots of attention, so as soon as he was old enough, he was on his way to be rehomed.