It's a boy!

Joe and I have been talking for a while now about adding a pet to our little family, and up until yesterday the decision always ended with "eventually, we'll adopt an older cat, not a kitten."

But yesterday at around 4am, a cute little bundle of fur and an older cat were crossing the street, and the older cat got hit by a car. The cute little bundle of fur, one of the neighborhood strays cried and cried and cried for hours over the loss of his mother, or sister, or friend.

So Joe and I took the little bundle of fur in. After a trip to the vet, we learned he is a realitively healthy 3.5 month baby boy. He has ear mites and pink eye, along with sneezing and a runny nose. He is now on anti-biotics and needs to be given eye drops three times a day.

But despite his tramutic day yesterday, he remains a bundle of love and energy. He's a good cat who likes to be pet, follow you around, and loves to climb on to the top of the couch and purr in your ear.

Before we knew if he was a boy or a girl, we decided to name him Starbuck. It works either way. In the original Battlestar Galactica, Starbuck was a man, and in the new one, a woman.

Please don't mind the crappy picture quality, they're from my cell phone.

Starbuck exploring:



Starbuck sleeping:




Starbuck eating:




Starbuck standing in his food to get a drink:




And my favorite picture, my two boys sleeping on the floor:




Now, I have a favor to ask of all of you fellow cat owners out there. Joe and I are new to this whole kitten thing, so any tips you have to offer would be greatly appreciated. Especially on litterbox training. I know it's been less than 24 hours since he's been in the apartment, so I don't expect him to get it right away, but so far he seems to prefer carpeted corners to his litterbox, and I don't want it to become a regular thing.