our little god of thunder

warning: far-too domestic description of house pet eminent!

Laura may very well start a photo journal for Thor, our first cat. This was him on his first night, hiding behind the washer and dryer. This morning when I woke up I startled him in my closet. (I was actually looking for him.) He jumped out and scampered downstairs like lightening.

Thor already has pet pet-names. I can’t decide between Jupiter or Thursday (both of which have some entomological relation to Thor), but Nate doesn’t like either of them, so I think Thor will be his official title.

He’s a small kitty, at least part mancoon, and very adorable. Maybe tonight he’ll let me pet him…

5 Replies to “our little god of thunder”

  1. Interesting that you said he scampered downstairs like lightning. Thor (god of thunder) hurled lightning bolts, didn’t he? I know that Jupiter/Zeus did.

  2. heh… Yes, thor was a god of thunder and lightening.

    And he DID let me pet him! In fact, (I’m sure I’ll say more about this later, but) he is very cuddly when you pull him out from whatever corner he may happen to be hiding in. Hopefully he’ll stop hiding in the next few days. I guess a few days of skiddishness is expected in situations like this.

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