We got a kitten! A teeny tiny little booger!
On Saturday, we went to the mall to go pick up some something or other from the Apple store and there was a shelter bonanza going on. The cuteness was too much to bear and we decided that a kitty must be ours.
So we picked one, because he was rolling around upside down.
We named him Rocket in the car ride home, because The David wanted a fiesty-boy name and I wanted it to also mean arugula in British, obviously.
He’s 9 weeks old and so tiny that he can’t jump onto the couch. He’s a very good purrer. He likes to stick his little snoot into my nose holes, for reasons unknown.
poking out of the box on the car ride home
playing with string!
behold the cuteness!
teeny little cat head
not sitting still for a picture kitty
sacked out
little rocket guy
margaret edith 