Le 1/4 d'une Noix Mc Bain (1/4 of a Walnut) got his name because he was such a tiny kitten when I got him.
On a warm spring day 4 years ago, I heard a kitten meowing like crazy somewhere in the garden. I quickly found the tiny black as night kitten perched high in a tree...and he wouldn't come down.
He stayed there for hours, constantly crying...I gave up trying to get him down, figuring he'd come down by himself when he was hungry or bored enough.
And in the evening, the tiny kitten was finally down and checking the food in my kitchen!
At that point I thought he belonged to someone, he'd probably go home or someone would come looking for him. But no, he didn't leave and no one came looking...so he stayed.
Le 1/4 no longer fits his name much, he grew a LOT. He is always eating or looking for food. I don't think he was ever hungry except for that time in the tree...but that caused a life long trauma ;) Each time you step into the kitchen, he appears, you cannot cook without having him around....and I SWEAR he can hear the sound of milk!
And he never skips a meal, whether his or yours!
He is not terribly cuddly, except at times when he suddenly needs a hug...and then leaves as quickly as he came. He is hard to take photos of, he never stands still + he is all black and pictures of him tend to look like just a black spot. He is a very handsome cat, all black, sleek, with super shiny fur and a super cute turned-up nose.
He has got many nicknames, all starting with "the 1/4" of something... The 1/4 of love, the 1/4 of a pain in the ***, the 1/4 of a coconut...