I adopted a penguin today. Well, technically, Sonja is a 4-year-old cat, but she looks like a fluffy, 7-pound penguin. I get the sense from the four hours she's been home with us that she'd be perfectly happy curled up in your lap being pet all day. Chessie doesn't quite know what to do with the interloper yet, but I think they'll get along once Chessie gets used to having another cat in her house. They both have fluffy fur and a penchant for finding the smallest space curl up in.
She was named Mattie at the Humane Society, but she doesn't look at all like a Mattie, except for some minor fur issues. We settled on Sonja, after Heathcliff's girlfriend, when none of our other names seemed quite appropriate for a lap cat: Xizor (the empire's #3 guy, under Emperor Palpatine and Darth Vader), Vader, Dante (a nod to both the Inferno and Team Knight Rider), and Bastet (a minor baddy in Stargate SG-1). I'm noticing a theme.
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