(My brother holding Olaf at the Petco adoption center.)
I was going to write a really thoughtful blog post on why I'm not serving a mission, and what I learned in the process, but then this happened!
A Cat! Technically a kitten, was adopted by my family and brought home.
He came pre-named Olaf. A couple kids named him this at a shelter. Though Olaf is young enough to be renamed, we decided to keep it because, you know, Olaf likes warm hugs, and that's adorable.
He's a Lynx Point, which is a combination of a Tabby and Siamese. So far he's really tame and loves to be held, purring instantly, which is a good sign. We'll see as he gets older! I've found that the personality a cat has at an adoption place isn't always the personality they maintain, though I hope he maintains his calm nature! That would be nice. So far he's friendly and playful.
This will be fun :0)
(Heh, and I hope the furniture lasts . . .)
