Reyka is ten weeks old and has been with us for just over two. I have no idea how much she weighs – I am asked numerous times a day, it’s 2021, and I think it isn’t polite to ask that now. I know she is full of piss and vinegar. You know what? I might not be allowed to say that anymore either. But it is true, and she is on the verge of telling me herself, she loves to talk, sounds like Gizmo. Look at the smirk. She knows what she is full of. She is sweet, feisty, has no fear, getting tall quickly, Argus has taken to her, and she is in charge. It is all going perfectly, just not sure if it is by our plan or hers.