Tigers are mean.
Tigers are fierce.
Tigers have teeth
and claws that pierce.
Tigers are great,
they can't be beat.
If I was a tiger,
that would be neat.
Tigers are nimble
and light on their toes,
my respect for tigers
continually grows.
Tigers are perfect,
the e-pit-o-me
of good looks and grace
and quiet dignity.
Tigers are great!
They're the toast of the town.
Life's always better
when a tiger's around!
Bill Waterson, Calvin and Hobbes
We have tentatively named our fierce beast orange tabby. We'll try it out for a few days and see if it fits him, but his name is "Hobbes" after the tiger in the Calvin and Hobbes comic strip. They share the same fearless zest for life and thirst for adventure.
Today the pastor came to visit, and Hobbes, never one to be intimidated by positions of respect, decided to climb the pant leg of his pin-stripe suit. On the inside. Thankfully, our pastor exhibits Christian grace and also happens to like cats (at least when he's visiting his parishioners!)
What an adorable little kitty! My daughter named our orange tabby Oscar, but she didn't give the name nearly as much thought as you gave to Hobbes. What happened was that my son was taking a walk and found this pathetic little starving stray kitten wandering in the cornfield just down the street from our house. He brought it home, of course, because that's what kids do--and his sisters fell in love with it, because that's what kids do--and the elder sister said, "We gotta name it, quick, before Mom gets home [I was out doing errands at the time]--then she'll have to let us keep it!" So the younger sister said the first name that popped into her head, which happened to be Oscar, and he's been Oscar ever since.
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