This is our little buddy Ringo/Ocean/Kitty-Kitty/Renoir . . . whatever really, he doesn’t come to anything we call him. He’s about 11 weeks old, Persian/Siamese mix, very curious, and doesn’t have room in that little body of his for fear. Last night he got in a fight with a pillow and lost. His favorite toy is a Trader Joe’s bag.

His right eye is a bit messed up, from being sick, and it’s squinted alot. He’s our pirate cat. I put him on my shoulder and we walk around like we’re tough and talk trash in the mirror. And then he goes to sleep. Cats are supposed to sleep alot, 18 hours on average, and he probably gets that much. Gee wiz he sleeps alot.