Time to Let The Cat Outta The Bag...
Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2011 11:21 pm
Really!
Since Diane and I acquired Cheyenne, our tortoise shell kitten, we've been frequenting the cat section of pet stores as well as the bird sections.
In this one particular pet store, there is a cat rescue. There was always this one 7 year old cream tabby that was always there. They said people wanted younger cats. All the younger rescued cats would find homes except this one...but this one was always the nicest cat by far! So last week, Diane and I asked to hold him and see how he really is. He was the nicest cat I've ever seen since the kitten that I grabbed off an IRT subway train in The Bronx, many years ago. We went home and thought about it. By Saturday, we couldn't take it anymore and went to get him. Not sure what I'll name him yet. We don't like the name he had. I won't say what his name is in case it's the name of anyone who reads this, but his name sounds like someone in debt.
I'd like to give him an Italian name. Of course, Figaro is high on the list. Other names we're thinking of are; Angelo, Gino,Bruno, Nunzio (Nunz for short), Gianni and Pasquale. But though Casey is not an Italian name, that's what I named the kitten I found on the train so long ago, that my ex wife gave away! With the subtle striping on this cream tabby, he looks like a nicely figured mapleglo 4004Cii! No, I ain't naming him Laredo!
I have to take better pictures of him this weekend. He's a big cat but not fat. Unfortunately, Cheyenne is not too thrilled about the newcomer. She's not even 6 months old yet, but she's a little firecracker who hasn't exactly given the new guy a warm welcome, though he's tried to be nice to her.
Since Diane and I acquired Cheyenne, our tortoise shell kitten, we've been frequenting the cat section of pet stores as well as the bird sections.
In this one particular pet store, there is a cat rescue. There was always this one 7 year old cream tabby that was always there. They said people wanted younger cats. All the younger rescued cats would find homes except this one...but this one was always the nicest cat by far! So last week, Diane and I asked to hold him and see how he really is. He was the nicest cat I've ever seen since the kitten that I grabbed off an IRT subway train in The Bronx, many years ago. We went home and thought about it. By Saturday, we couldn't take it anymore and went to get him. Not sure what I'll name him yet. We don't like the name he had. I won't say what his name is in case it's the name of anyone who reads this, but his name sounds like someone in debt.
I'd like to give him an Italian name. Of course, Figaro is high on the list. Other names we're thinking of are; Angelo, Gino,Bruno, Nunzio (Nunz for short), Gianni and Pasquale. But though Casey is not an Italian name, that's what I named the kitten I found on the train so long ago, that my ex wife gave away! With the subtle striping on this cream tabby, he looks like a nicely figured mapleglo 4004Cii! No, I ain't naming him Laredo!
I have to take better pictures of him this weekend. He's a big cat but not fat. Unfortunately, Cheyenne is not too thrilled about the newcomer. She's not even 6 months old yet, but she's a little firecracker who hasn't exactly given the new guy a warm welcome, though he's tried to be nice to her.