He's Here....

but hiding..... My newly adopted kitten came this morning (Saturday) and after a little search of the house and saying hello, he found his way up the stairs and under my bed, where he has remained. Heather said it had been a stressful day for him. He cried all the way here in the car, so that would have been over an hour.

Oh, he is a handsome boy. Other than pictures I hadn't seen him and when he arrived I was so impressed with him. Hopefully, he won't be shy for too long, but I must remember that he is used to having 3 other kittens to play with, and that he was a very wild little boy as the summer began. Heather managed to coax him and the others, little by little to come to her. He was very affectionate to her when they arrived and gave me a bit of a head butt and purred up a storm. He loves to knead, and seems to do it all the time, though not when he is resting, under the bed.

I struggled with a name for him, but finally settled on Aslan, which is Turkish for lion. It is the name of the lion in C. S. Lewis's  Narnia books. Also, one of the lions at Oaklawn Farm Zoo had that name. Heather said this little fellow has a broad nose just like the zoo's Aslan, and as I had considered that name, I felt that he would be Aslan.
I have no pictures as yet, of course, since he doesn't want to pose yet......

Here we are in the 3rd day, and little Aslan has decided that perhaps he will be a phantom cat, who emerges from his hidey hole when no one is around, and eat and use the litter box. He even played with his toys. I haven't seen him since yesterday afternoon, when I discovered him under a chest in the Captain's computer room. He purred loudly in my arms, and rubbed his head against my chin, but at the same time wanted to get down. I fed him some wet food on my finger, then set him down with the food. He gulped some down, then made a mad dash for upstairs, which is where he is now living.
I am now waiting on his table on the second floor. "Your dinner/breakfast has arrived sir."

I keep saying, "patience, Bonnie, patience...." I think he is not only frightened, but also lonely without his litter-mates. I will see what today brings, but I should say that it is a good thing that no one hears me talking to the walls, saying "come kitty, come see mommy", or other such close to the edge sayings........

More to come........