Seriously I can not believe this poor thing still is nameless.
Well he's not 100% nameless, we have come up with a few but nothing has stuck. Maybe he will be Fetch since he loves to "fetch" the baseballs while Wyatt practices his hitting in the back yard. Wyatt wanted Friskers but yea I am not digging it. We have a 3 letter thing with the other pets Jet, Pib, and the cat that doesn't really call our house home anymore Doc. So who knows maybe someday he will have a name but for now he will just be kitty.
He is NUTS and will attack at any moment keeping you on your toes at all times.
I am pretty sure he didn't realize what he was in for when he showed up on my front porch that rainy Saturday afternoon. Abby literally carries him around like this all the time. Well except for when he slips a little and then he is gasping for air as she slowly chokes the life out of him:)