Hex lost his first two baby teeth today. This is actually quite a weird occasion for me, because despite having had tons of cats over the years I’ve never once seen one lose their teeth. I didn’t even realise it happened until Karl mentioned that someone he worked with had asked about it. Turns out it’s perfectly normal and happens around 5-6 months old; usually they’re swallowed with the food.
In other news, he’s doing well and recovered quickly from the de-noodling. He hasn’t turned into the overweight, lazy stereotypical neutered cat (yet) and instead, spends his time choosing to run up and down the walls and practise flying from the bookcase (usually landing on my back with all his claws out).
Although he has been a little shit this week, waking me up before 6am every morning scratching at the bedroom door, I would totally get more cats if I had the space.