We have a new addition to our family. Last Friday, JP adopted a black kitty. The Humane Society was giving them away free. He has his shots, is neutered and already litter-trained. He is 4 months old, very long and very skinny. He's boy through and through...mischievous, into everything, full of energy, a little disobedient and endless curiosity. He's also a cuddler. After he wears himself out, he wants to curl up with his people. JP is his favorite, but I'm a close 2nd. He is either cat-napping on our laps or very nearby on the couch or chair. He has a motor that can be heard across town and I LOVE him. I can't believe it. I don't know what is happening to me. First Toby, now Ichabod. A dog and a cat have taken up residence in my heart. And let's not forget Sadie and Daisy. Anyway, since Icky is a black cat, adopted on Friday the 13th, we gave him a Halloween name. It fits him well with his orange eyes and slinking about. Here he is:
And just so he knows he's still the first little black boy in my life...
My Toby with his bunny and ball
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