We have a new family member. In a weak moment we went to visit the kitties the SPCA had up for adoption. This little booger went straight to Hunter and threw his paws up on the window around his face. It was love at first sight. I told Mason, and he said "Take him home."
I'm not sure it that was a good thing or a bad thing. The other cats haven't gotten used to him yet; he has his own litter box that I have to clean out at least twice a day; oh, he finds the washing machine riveting.
The kids named him after Super Mario Brothers - Mason thinks it should be Mario Andretti, because he runs everywhere at full speed.