Pussycat, pussycat I’ve got flowers and lots of hours to spend with you

Good morning party people! It’s me, on a rare week day day off! Today is the day that I bond with the force of nature currently going by the moniker “kitty” as I try and figure out what a good name would be for her.

Choosing a name is easier when Crystal was beside me in the drive home. I thought I had a name picked out for her. However, the name was good but didn’t seem to fit with her. I have a couple of other names that I’m toying with, but I will figure out a good name for her.

Last night was a lot better. There was no up and down up and down. She jumped up on the bed, and this is where I opened my eyes to watch her. She “stood guard” for a minute or two, then curled up next to my face and went to sleep.

But right now, she’s laying on top of me. And I have to get up to blow my nose lol.

And I need more coffee.

We’ve had one, yes. What about second breakfast?

Let me start off; choosing a good name is really, really hard. I’ve struggled with choosing a name since Tuesday.

The names I originally had in mind, didn’t fit. Not one bit. Disheartened, I pressed on to find the best name for her.

I narrowed it down to two. Crystal suggested that I flip a coin, and as it was flipping, I’d know which name I’d want for her.

It flipped the way I had hoped.

So let me introduce properly this time, Pippin. Claws of steel, snuggle monster, demander of attention.

Phew! It’s done!