Chunk continues to grow, as does his name. He’s gathered a middle name, Edward, and a prefix, Mad-eye, as well as an epithet, the Magnificent. So he’s Mad-eye Chunk the Magnificent. And if you’re a vet, you’d add a last name.
He looks so sweet and innocent when he’s motionless, doesn’t he?
He went absolutely bat-shit for a while, when we first started letting him and his siblings out of the kitten room, into the main house. He would play, play, play until he dropped. Once, Matt and I found him asleep with his head in his food bowl.
He’s gotten more used to it over the past few weeks, and is becoming a pretty good lap cat. When he isn’t driving pitons up my jeans.