Here he is today, hanging out in Celsiana the damask rose:
He has a name, too. Like Sir Isaac Mewton, he has been named for another great Englishman: Aleister Meowley.
Although, last night I thought of another great name, after yet another Englishman: Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Mewart. I imagine I'm the only one who'll get that reference, though.
It's either the Beast or the Brigadier. Hmmm.
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Oh My Goddess, I just melted at the sight of that kitten face!
Aleister Meowley is considerably cuter than his namesake, I must say. And my best guess at the identity of the rival namesake is . . . Gordon of Khartoum? In any event, we have a city named Lethbridge here in Alberta. Very windy place, not that it's relevant.
I just looked him up in Wikipedia. WRONG!
Yeah, the kitten is considerably cuter than the Brigadier, too. If any man needed a mustache, that one did, hoo boy.
I am such a sucker for grey cats. He's adorable.
Such a cutie! :)
Oh, name him for the Brigadier!!
*dies of cuteness*
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