Cliffy Clifferton

I woke up thinking, "You know, I don't have enough sh*t to do."


My family clearly isn't ready for a dog. I only like small dogs. Krog only likes large dogs. No one likes medium dogs. And I just got to where I don't have to handle hot poo on a daily basis. 
But a kitten, on the other hand...

I mean, they're small, cute, and do their dukes in boxes.
What could go wrong?

He's a really good jumper. And he's got the snuggleattackz thing down, which saves me a lot of training effort.

On the other hand, we have gotten some accidental mouthfuls of butt when trying to snuzzle him for too long.
Naming him was a big deal.
Names on the table, as suggested by:
Me:Norman (from ParaNorman)Keith (from that dream about the cat named Keith)Criminy (FOR REASONS)Grim (full name: Grimlock, for my fav Transformer)
the biscuit:WhiskersMr. WhiskersMr. WhiskybootlecutiepiekittenBiscuit (because we drove past The Flying Biscuit)Firehouse (because we drove past Firehouse Subs)
t.rex:KikiRexZeddy
We ended up calling him Cliff. Why?1. Everybody likes the Transformer, Cliffjumper. And the cat can jump.2. I love the idea of giving cats ridiculous people names.3. Now I can call him Cliffy Clifferton, Esq.
*Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm about to be reminded of how annoying kittens are when they attack your feet while you're asleep.