Megan was out shopping on Christmas Eve and saw a "Free Kittens" sign. She said she got all excited and called Michael to see if it was okay to get one for me. Of course it was.
When Michael came in with Megan, she was holding this little fluff ball of cuteness. I almost started crying I was so shocked. Katherine has it on FaceBook, a bit to my chagrin. She says I shouldn't feel silly.
At first, I named it "Sophie," which was the name I would have given a puppy. But we learned that 80% of orange tabbies are male, so I have renamed him "Atticus" after the character in my favorite book, "To Kill a Mockingbird." If it does turn out to be a girl, we will call her Attie.
She/he is completely litter-box trained and soooo affectionate. At first, Julie wasn't so sure about her, but they get along fine now. More pictures to come, but I just heard Mike come in from shoveling snow. I have a Bolognese-ish sauce on the stove for dinner. (We had chili on New Year's Day.)
I say 'ish' because I didn't have red wine.
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