Well, the inevitable has happened.  We managed to hold out for a whole
week, but DH admitted this morning that he really, really likes Potjie
/ Jet and that if he doesn't work out at Dad's place then DH will be
very happy for him to come back here to live.

Mind you, I am very confident that Dad will fall in love with Potjie /
Jet just like we have.

But DH and I will miss him like crazy when he's gone.

A friend (Dewi) once said that it took about 4 days for her to fall in
love with (i.e. decide to keep forever) any cat that came to stay.  It
took a day or two longer for us, but the principle remains the same.
Once you get to know them a little bit, it's already too late becuase
it means they've worked their furry way into your heart.

This morning the little fluffy-butt spent a couple of hours playing
with us.  It started shortly after dawn when he got the zoomies and
careered around our bedroom - banging into things and generally being
an adorable idiot.  Once DH had woken up a little more, he let Potjie
out of our room so he could zoom around the rest of the house.  After
that we found Ted's old tie and played "hunt the tie" for an hour or
so.  In between "hunt the tie" Potjie played "hunt the hoomin" for
fun. He plays hard, but neither DH nor I have any scratches or bite
marks on our hands as a result of this play - Potjie is such a good
boy and seems to know our limits.  It warms my heart to see him acting
his age.

Tish