Gia came back from SC with him on Sunday. And he really might be the cutest thing I've ever seen. I can't say that too loud in front of the other cats. They get jealous. Besides, they were all equally as cute at this age, and they still rock the cute to this very day. So enough already!
He's got the oddest/most awesome coloring I've ever seen. White boots, dark tail...those crazy Grandpa Munster tufts of fur in his ears. Then there are those three white splashes on his face. Like someone swiped him with a paintbrush and some white paint and it just hit him in those three spots. And even though his eyes look blue in that picture, they look mostly green in person. Which is cool.
The other cats haven't really welcomed him into our home yet. He's mostly been hanging out in the bedroom on the bed. I don't blame him. But they will eventually let him into their reindeer games. It may take a few days though.
Oh, and he's named after this madman. That's how we do.
And Happy Birthday, Mom! (She doesn't read this)
UPDATE: And a Happy Birthday to J.R.R. Tolkien. Well...of course he's dead now, but still. Raise a glass to "The Professor" tonight at 9PM, if you are into that kind of thing.