Like his brother Boone, Ricky is also a complete Mama's boy. If it's a snuggleathon you want, Ricky's your man. He asks, no actually demands, to be picked up and snuggled. He stands there and looks up at you with those big blue eyes, and I usually can't resist.
If you ignore him, he'll "erk erk" at you until you pick him up. Or lick your toes. That's fun too. (eye roll).
Here's a typical view from above, after the "erk erk"-ing has started (I think I had just accidently kicked over the food bowl in that pic, oops):
Ricky is a bit more playful with other cats than his brother Boone, however. Although he has a quiet, calm disposition, Ricky likes to wrestle and tumble about with his more playful littermates. He's a vocal kitty though, so while they're just concentrating on playing, Ricky adds sound effects! You'd think he was being tortured, but he's just playing, and yelling like a WWF announcer. Wrestling with Bodie (Bodie's on top):
Note the open mouth, hollering:
Ricky will probably grow up into one of those short hair cats with really plush coats. His coat is short, but it is super soft, and thick. And he has a handsome light colored bib on his chest. His eyes are currently blue with the smallest flecks of rust. I'm not sure if they will change to amber, as some of his littermates' eyes already are, or will stay blue or green. Either way he's a knockout, I should have named him Valentino.
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