I'll be getting a second opinion from the vet some time this week, but it appears that Duncan is deaf. It's very well a genetic thing (pure white cat with blue eyes), and it doesn't make me want him or love him any less. He's a sweetie who loves to snuggle and loves everyone, even Pywhacket who only pretends she can't stand him. I'm thankful we found him, as well. Who knows what might have happened to him if he'd been left outside or one of the jackass neighbor kids had gotten ahold of him.

My mom adores him (she hasn't acted like this since Jay-Jay, her 13 year old bit of fluffy evil passed away). Conner has taken him under his care and has been teaching him how to be a proper slacker. Phi becomes a kitten again when Duncan's around and Pywhacket plays with him when she thinks no one's looking.

He's good for all of us, but it's hard enough getting a hearing cat to listen and obey. What do you do with a deaf, hyper-active kitten with the need to climb everything and have everyone and everything cuddle him?