He's here! Yes, we ended up adopting a little boy. On Thursday we went to see this sweet little female Maine Coon mix and fell in love with her brother. Yesterday he saw the vet for his health certificate and this morning we brought him home.

After meeting him on Thursday, we went to dinner and discussed potential names for the little guy. We had the best intentions when brainstorming, we really did. We considered keeping the theme of city/town name (London being the originator), and Dublin was the best we could come up with, but it just didn't really fit. Then we considered Shakespearean names, but they all seemed too big and extravagant for this little sweetie. So Sean and I began bouncing book and TV character names around. He threw one name out there that made me stop, think, and (as much as I didn't want to at first) agree that it was a good name.

So without further ado, I would like to present....

Captain Malcolm Reynolds!

To be referred to as 'Mal'...like in Firefly.





He's already making himself at home.



How's London handling the situation?

Well, we brought the crate in and set it out in the living room for London to approach and check out the contained new arrival. He sniffed, flinched, and then ran oh-so-manly-like under the master bedroom. Mal later infiltrated the master bedroom and they were hiding under the same bed, in two opposite corners.

Now Mal is still curled up, enjoying the sun in the bay window, and London has emerged and is settled on the chair back behind my head. There he's able to keep a good eye on the new intruder. But he's friendly, and behaving towards us as he always has.

This is promising.