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bixby!

I have a cat! His name is Bixby :-)
If you've known me for any amount of time, you know I love cats... but am also terribly allergic to them. Along with my dad's dislike of cats (when I lived at home) and the fact that pets are not allowed on the lease at my house, I figured I would not be getting a cat for a while (if ever). But this adorable little furball was too irresistable... and we were already hiding Fabio, littleonedork's cat from the landlord anyway.

berniebrad's roommate found the little guy in a gutter Wednesday and was searching for someone nice to adopt him. Alex heard about the cat, thought about how much I like cats vs. my allergies, and decided to tell me just in case I might want him. I considered it for a bit; kittens need attention, and lots of $$$ of shots, and sometimes they try to escape your house, and eventually they go to kitty-heaven :-( BUT I have always wanted a cat. ESPECIALLY a grey one. And here was a tiny one who needed some love and a good place to snuggle... and I am quite loving and snuggle-able.

I checked with littleonedork to make sure Fabio wouldn't be too upset by a kitten, discussed a few details of being a two-cat household, and decided I would adopt the kitten.

Alex and I went to pick him up Wednesday night and I got a bunch of details about the early life of kittens (since I've only cat-sat and have never had my own cat). We stopped by the market to pick up a few supplies (litter, food, litter scoop, and some toy mice) and home came kitten!

We figure he is about a month old from his size. He is already litter-box-trained so I'm not sure how long he was on his own. Also not sure if he was abandoned or ran away. Since he hasn't attempted to bolt out of my house even once, I expect it was the former, not the latter. He also likes to sleep in the cracks of the couch or up against my side, so he may have been in the gutter for more than one night and has now developed a preference for sleeping in the crook of a 90 degree angle. Mind you, once he's passed out, he stays asleep even if you move him. So, after he fell asleep, he spent the first night at my house curled up on a big orange blanket in my bathroom.

He's super playful and has an adorable bunny-hop way of prancing (he picks up his two back feet and hops forward... but he only does it sometimes. The rest of the time he runs like a normal cat). He also keeps trying to bury his food. Picture a dog trying to bury a bone, the cat turns his back to the food, scrapes his paw along the tile floor as if he is scooping dirt and is then mystified that the food is still visible (because it's on a saucer on a tile floor and cannot be buried). Cait thinks it's an instinctual thing and he may have been burying food when he was on his own so he could save it for later.

I have given him a scarf that my mother gave me so that he has something soft to snuggle with and he seems to like it a lot.

He is too ridiculously loveable. Roommates love him. Parents came over and they loved him (even my dad who, as aforementioned, hates cats), Friends love him. And I already miss him when I'm out :-(

So far he hasn't bothered my allergies, but I've also been on a pretty constant stream of decongestant and I haven't allowed him on my carpet (though he was chillin' on my bed). I think it won't be too bad because he has short hair, but I'd really prefer not to be allergic to something so amazingly cute, so I'm trying to take precautions.

Tonight I'll try cleaning out my room of potentially swallowable/chewable items to see if he can sleep with me without feeling caged in by my room or doing too much naughty kitty business.

Oh, and he was terribly curious about the pie I made yesterday. A cat who loves pie = <3

Okay, I will stop gushing about kitty now.