Thursday, October 16, 2008

i'd like you to meet...

kitty from the block.

she's exactly 6 weeks old, weighing in at a whopping one whole pound.

she doesn't have a name yet, but i'm working on it. my principal found her yesterday afternoon wandering around outside our school. at least one litter of kittens and one momma cat live underneath the school building. this one got separated from her brothers and sisters, and got passed all around the school, yet no one would take her. there was no way i could leave her there - she would have been a pancake within the hour.

and so begins our journey, me and this street kitty. we went to the vet, got a worm pill, flea medicine, food, and a good brushin. she's slowly getting acclimated to domestic life, though her favorite thing to do so far when i hold her is to put one paw on either side of my mouth and scream in my face. on a sweeter note, she also likes to crawl up to my neck and wrap her little body around it, lay down, and purr.

i need suggestions for names. i guess once i took her to the vet, she became mine.

here's what i came up with:

1. alice (ali for short, kind of for alley cat - thanks yaya)
2. lily
3. charlotte
4. lucy
5. pippi
6. millicent (milli)



Here's a picture of her meeting my roommate abby's cat, lemons. he is NOT happy about his new sister. sorry for the legshot.

I'm still trying to learn her personality. she wiggles her booty when she walks, yet keeps her tail perfectly straight and stiff. and since she's used to living under a building, she walks hunched down really low to the ground. she kind of slinks around as though she's up to something.
i think we were destined to find each other.

5 comments:

Marty said...

I like Charlotte!

LT (and Max) said...

absolutely adorable! all of the names are cute!!!

Anonymous said...

pippi

mary straton said...

PIPPI!!!!!!!!!!

Unknown said...

I don't see how you could possibly name her anything but Pippi.

That is, Pippilotta Delicatessa Windowshade Mackrelmint Eprhraim's Daughter Longstocking, in full.

Or, as you did to me when I was given the honor (which you gladly stole) of naming MY first pet- I'll just call her Pippi no matter what you name her.

Tiger, may you rest in peace.