So I finally cracked and got a cat.
Someone at work sent at out an email on friday saying that there was a cat looking for a home, and attached a picture of this little guy, whose name is Charlie Chaplin.
So after a few days of calling landlords and filling out cat adoption papers, I have myself a cat.
I picked him up tonight from the woman who had been fostering him (and a large number of other cats) and drove him home, listening to the Red Sox win the World Series.
He’s awesome. He’s somewhere between 2 and 3, and is a bit talkative but ridiculously sweet.
Most cats, when you move them, go hide under the bed for about a week. He was running around my apartment like a mountain climber on speed tonight.
Oddly, his favorite part of my apartment thus far is the ledge right next to the microwave and above the dishwasher:
He’s an awesome cat thus far. I’ve never had a cat that’s this immediately friendly. I think this is gonna be very fun.
Huzzah! Good for you! And good for the cat!
Yay! What an excellent kitty!
Yay, congrats Momma Ellen!
What a cutie! But he looks like he is drugged or something?
what a cutie. yeah, very chill looking cat.
Hee, as I said on Unfocus Group, he’s not drugged, it’s just that the flash on my camera made him have this bright green flash in his eyes that made him look like a little demon cat.
Which he definitely is not. Eliina’s right, chill is the right word to describe him. He’s actually sitting here next to me purring away. So fucking adorable.
that cat be SKINNY. my cat would flatten him.
(cute, though!)