Friday, September 23, 2011

Hello Newman...

The first day or so our big red cat Russell was home, he seemed elated, and  -- well, grateful. He was a big, sweet, tentative-moving cat.

It didn't stay that way.

Russ got more and more confident, and braver, and he explored the house as if he was claiming it for Spain. At the end of Day 2, he was strutting around, surveying the kingdom that was now his. Day 3 was the start of a distinct sense of kitty entitlement. Frankly, he'd gotten a little smug--scratching the furniture, leaping onto counters where kittens aren't allowed, howling for food, etc. 

"Hello, Newman."
And what about Red Kitty?
Red Kitty was of some interest intially, but he's now a minor player in Russ' world. Maybe RK was a little too fearful, and Russ lost respect.  Now Russ bullies his way in Red Kitty's space. Red Kitty hisses, but he is the Neville Chamberlain of the feline world. He doesn't seem to want to take it further.  They stare at each other balefully.

At one point Bob watched that scenario played out, and noted Red Kitty's narrow-eyed demeanor. He quipped, 'Helloooo, Newman.'

Perhaps now you'll see why we changed Russ' name to Newman. In reality he's much more charming than  Newman, but he chubby, and funny, and he does have a hint of he essence of Newman :-}.


  1. I love the name Newman! My Mommeh considered that name for Harley, because she wanted to come home from work every day and say "Hello, NEWman"

  2. LOL That is too funny! One of our cat's nickname is that, for the same reason.

  3. Love the name the squirt bottle can come into play for poor red kitty...hold the Barbarian at bay.


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