The Cat has now lived with me for one year. And, seeing as it's been a year, with no word from her previous owner regarding if she's wanted back or not, I'm going to consider her officially mine now.
As such, she's due for a name change.
She loves baking in the sunshine, and she likes flopping over in the moonlight on the kitchen floor. She's goofy, loving, silly, smart, dumb, pretty, and makes the most annoying sounds when she "sings" to get me to open the door or use the feather toy.
Because of these, I'm reminded of a few mythological goddesses, and a character from "Friends".
Thus, her new name, on her 1-year anniversary with me, is:
PHOEBE!
Your cat is freakin' pretty, and I'm not usually a cat person. Congrats on the official acquisition of said kitteh. ;)
Posted by: Danielle | August 17, 2008 at 06:16 AM
Wee! I once new a cat named Phoebe that lived to a ripe old age so she's in good cat company. Congratulations!
Posted by: Tara | August 17, 2008 at 07:51 AM