Kitten Hooray!

So about two weeks ago I was sitting on the couch with my brother watching television. All of the sudden I said, "You should get a cat." He said, "okay." A bit of backstory: When we were young we had a special type of siamese cat called an applehead bluepoint. His name was Andy and he was my brother's cat. My brother said he only wanted this type of cat if he were to get one. We called cat breeders all over Florida, and after encountering some crazy cat ladies we found a nice lady in Orlando with a male bluepoint. We are picking him up in three weeks.





As for names, up until yesterday we had a long list of names which included Matzoh, Thug, Ray Ray, Tuna, and Bonzai among many others. My brother has been a lifelong Miami fan and is more into the sports than I am. He wanted to name him after his favorite player Sean Taylor, but it just didn't work. So at dinner last night I had sort of an epiphany and decided to revisit the name Cane. This will be his name. Now we have the ability to call him whatever player or coach's name we want to since they all fall under the Cane umbrella. We're dumb.