I don’t know why it’s been so hard to pick a name for this cat. When I first got him, I kept having flashbacks to Gus. In fact, a few times, I’ve called him Gus. It seemed weird to call a cat a different name.
I did briefly consider calling him Gus, but in the end, I’ve decided to call him Bruno. It’s on the keychain I picked out when I went to Barcelona when I couldn’t find “Brad”. It seems like a sign or something.
So here’s Bruno:
He’s only three months old and he already has a keychain with his name on it!
I got home late, because I’m still snowed under with grading, but I did have a little time with the cat yesterday. He still startles easily, but he is getting more snuggly. Here are some more pictures. (Yay! I’ll have back-up posts for ages!)
I have an igloo thingy for him. He went right inside as soon as he saw it. I’m glad, because yesterday morning, I didn’t find him snuggled up in any of the blankets I left out. He was under the couch. I think he slept there. I felt bad. But now he has a bed! Yay!
I can’t say much about him though, because I was up late grading, and because I haven’t settled on a name.
He spent the first part of his time with me being very skittish. He spent the rest of the evening being super-playful. When it was time to sleep, even at a much later hour than I usually go to bed, he was still running around the living room.
He did at least pee once before I went to bed, so I knew that he knew where the litter box was.