It’s been two and a half months since we lost Amber, and while we haven’t healed yet, Grayson is chomping at the bit for a new friend to run his spastic kitty azz ragged.
Two weeks ago we went and met the kitty who will be his new little brother, yesterday we went for another visit during day one of Errandpalooza ’08 and I managed to snap him a few times. He remembered me from our previous visit, came straight to me and burrowed himself in my lap.
Isn’t he adorable?
We think so too.
Now, what do you think we should name him?