Little Champion

I also contemplated the title "Little Monster" but that might be for another time. After I got home from work, Jacaré and I went on TWO adventures. I took him down to the pet store to get a collar. He was a little scared, but we found a teenie, tiny one that fits. I can now tell where he is in the house... when he's moving. Once secure back at home, I decided to take us on another adventure to the front door to check for mail. He was again terrified and decided mail-checking is safer if you're on someone's shoulder, but he settled down as we got back to our porch.

Some friends have requested photos, but I'm not sure they realize how impossible a task this is. Suffice it to say, I have a great number of blurry, half-a-cat shots.

He was kicked out of my bedroom at about 4:30 this morning when he decided it was time to wake up. He seems much more mellow tonight compared to last night, so fingers crossed I might sleep through the whole night! I cannot imagine having an actual child. Do people actually do this?