As you know from the last post, Dylan's beloved pet fish Swim died. We had been talking about getting a pet turtle or frog and decided to visit the pet store for more information on what was needed. Well, the pet store was having it's weekly adoption from the shelter ... need I say more? Dylan and I both were drawn to the cutest, littlest gray furball. The name on the tag was Simba and he was estimated to be 3 months old. He was left with 3 other kittens, taped up in a cardboard box, at the shelter. An hour later, he was on his way to his new home with us.
Dylan decided he wanted to change his name to Luke. Short for Luke Skywalker. Leave it to my son to name his cat after a Star Wars character. So without further ado, meet Luke!
Luke spent the first day and night in Dylan's bathroom. We visited him and played with him in the bathroom. Luke seemed to be very comfortable with his new home and with us, so we decided to let him out to explore the living room. He didn't even try to hide this time. Luke played with Dylan and followed us around the house. Dylan wanted Luke to see his room so badly, but I reminded him that small toys could be dangerous for Luke. Dylan said OK and spent 30 minutes cleaning his room. And to think all I had to do was get a kitten and Dylan would clean his room!
Dylan Luke and Luke Skywalker ... Best Buds already!