I would raise a dozen cats in order to rescue them all and more properly appropriate Mr. Gilbreth's announcement from Cheaper by the Dozen. Alas, Mr. Palindrome has capped me at one. One teensy, tinsy kitten. On Friday, I was analyzing the SF SPCA website, researching friendliness levels of cats and comparing airline approved cat carriers - all because on Saturday, Mr. Palindrome and I would become the proud parents of one, adorable kitten. Introducing the latest model ...
We originally thought we would adopt a full grown cat, but as a pet lover and shelter volunteer, I asked which kitty needed a home the most. We loved this little fellow and he need some extra special attention. They call him a cherry blossom because he was born on the streets and needs extra handling and care to properly socialize him. With special attention, he should blossom into a healthy, sociable cat.
Coming to a name decision has been the hardest part of all. His shelter name, Zola, just didn't fit him or us. We've tried on Montepulciano (a favorite town of ours in Italy, Monty for short), Fillmore, Cacciatorre (Catch), Robert Dinero (Bobby D.), Gandalf, Alfredo, Buster, Rocco, Clark, Parker, Blue and Vito Corleone. Anything Mr. Palindrome likes, I veto. Anything I'm ready to order the collar tag on and Mr. Palindrome vetoes. We're on day 3 and still have no name. Poor It.
In any event, It Palindrome will be eventually christened with a proper name and more gratuitous kitten photos are in the queue for editing. I feel like singing Circle of Life. Off we go!
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