The Colonel

The new kitten has arrived. He's a little on the timid side, but he's coming around. He jumped into my lap this morning, and I did hear some purring too.

Katrina so graciously created this as an announcement:

Seriously, it's like having a little black leopard slinking around!

He was already named Bogey, but we're not sure if we want to keep that name. (Well, actually his first name was Brittney because someone can't tell the difference between an exclamation point and a colon. And then the new-graduate vet didn't bother to double check before "spaying" him. So this poor dude has both a neuter scar and a spay scar!) But anyway, we'll probably end up calling him Colonel Bogey, because I love a good British march.