Bindaree

Bindaree was a surprise as we thought sooty his mum had finished having her kittens hours before, and it wasn't until we were cleaning up all the birthing towels and bedding that the birthing basket started to squeal. . . . . There was bindi, underneath all the towels, still wet from being born shortly before. Bindaree (named after bindaree hut in the victorian high country) had a pretty rough start to life. He was small and always seemed to get shoved of his mums nipple, and we didn't think he would make it, but some sleep deprived nights where he was attached to a nipple every hour saw him get stronger. He now is one of the heaviest of the litter. He's a real rascal and loves nothing more that to play furious chasings with his siblings, and gets into the biggest ruff and tumbles that are around. Bindi will need to be an indoor only cat as he has a white nose