Cat

First, nobody freak out. And second, Dad, this was so not my idea. Our apartment now has a kitten (I wanted a pitbull, but was sadly out-voted). She is a black tabby between 13 and 14 weeks old. Her name is Ismene and we call her Izzy for short (when trying to persuade me into agreeing to this, they said I could name her something from Greek or Roman mythology, and I held them to it). We've had her for about two days and already my hands, and my legs to a lesser extent, are covered in scratches. We also had cleaning checks on Saturday (the day after we got her) so she and I spent some time at Heritage meeting Becca and then took a nap in my car in the Marriott Center parking lot. Below is a picture of our nap from Saturday and her and me at Petco the night we got her.