We have a new member to our household. He weighs less than 2 lbs according to his paperwork and so far doesn't have a name but his folder says Mowgly which is what we have been calling him. My husband says it is the name of the family he came from. He is a rescue cat from Wild Side Pets which means he has been vet checked previously and comes with one vet visit.
I wish I could get a more crisp picture of him but he won't stop moving. He keeps running up and down the stairs, and back and forth between the living room and kitchen.
We lost him for a bit last night and I was a little concerned as he hadn't even been home for two hours but we found him sleeping on the subwoofer under the endtable. I found him there again when we went to bed. He woke the hubby up at 6 a.m. with his crying. Hubby then went downstairs and played with him until they curled up to go back to sleep.
Ashton is having lots of fun with him and very concerned where the kitty is at all times. They played for a bit this morning until he had to start doing his summer school stuff. Now he is very distracted by kitty.
At first I was unsure about getting another black cat as I couldn't imagine having one after Pandor departed us. He was such a big part of my life for sixteen years but he has been gone for over a year so it was time to get a new friend. There was another set of kittens at the store which were a month older (which meant that they were bigger too) and were gray with very distinct stripes. One had white paws and was the one Scott and I liked but Ashton really liked this one so we relented and got a black cat. Luckily he has already blended right in. Everyone has taken to him except Morris who won't leave our bedroom and looks quite perplexed at this recent housemate. I'm sure there will be lots of adventures to come.
