So I thought I'd introduce you to the newest member of our family: Our cat Hops. This is a picture of his first moments in our house. He was supposed to be a Christmas present but we had to adopt him a few weeks earlier and it's not the kind of present you can hide in a closet. He's 5 months old in the pic. As you might suspect, he spent the first few days hiding under our bed. Now, he's all over the place, especially when he thinks he should have more food.
At night, he often sleeps downstairs on the mouse pad of the kids' computer (I wonder why he likes the mouse pad?). Around 3 am, he comes up to our bed and lays down on me. I'll wake up and scratch him for a moment. But apparently, that's never enough for him because he then climbs up on my chest looking for more. If I don't give it to him, he backs his butt up to my face and sits on my mouth. If I don't get scratched, you don't breathe.
Here's a photo of him in our "silverscape" we created for Christmas. Yes, silverscape sounds like that weird perky woman on Food Network. But the cat looks good!
I've heard that people will get a dog after the last kid enters elementary school. Dogs would have been much too much work. It's nice having Hops around during the day. I don't look sooo strange talking to myself. And, he's always a good excuse to sit on the couch and *ahem* "rest my eyes."
Here's a photo of Hops with the kids. If you want to know (and you haven't already guessed), I did name him. It's not because he hops a lot, although he does this weird sideways, high, hop when he's playing. Hops, you know like in beer.