November 17, 2008
Meet Little Nemo
Meet the latest member of our family.
I don’t think his name is Nemo (though it might be). I’m calling him Nemo for the moment because I haven’t figured out what his real name is.
I’m very bad at naming animals. Usually my friends do it, or Kathy.
Maybe you will come up with the appropriate name. Suggestions will be gratefully received.
I’ve been thinking about getting a kitten ever since Sandman died in June, but I thought I’d wait until my life had settled down. At present my life is as settled as it ever gets, and here there was this half-grown stray that started hanging around Kathy’s Socorro digs. Kathy moved him up to the Big House, and he’s been making life interesting for our other cats ever since.
He’s a green-eyed short-haired orange tabby, making him something of a visual analog to our long-haired orange tabby Topaz. The first day all he did was chase our other cats around— seeing Topaz, who is three or four times Nemo’s size, scuttling away from the invader was amusing for us, if not for Topaz.
Nemo has small eyes and small paws, which leads me to think he won’t be getting much bigger. At certain attitudes he looks more like a stuffed toy than a live animal.
Things seem to have settled down in the meantime. Truces have been established, except at feeding time, when the other cats have to explain to Nemo the concept of my food vs. your food. All with a little help from me, of course.
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