Once bitten

Last December we found this adorable tiny kitten at the patio doors, looking in, begging to be fed. Well, demanding to be fed really... and demanding premium cat food, a huge amount of fuss and attention, and to occasionally sleep on my pillow. We named her Snowflake, as we had just got back from a very snowy England (and I was reading Orhan Pamuk's Snow). She's a real sweetheart, although she is quite a biter! I got back from the gym this morning, and as I took off my trainers she decided to attack... I managed to yelp and take a photo at the same time. Suffering for my art!