Welcome Home, Hamilton Houdini Danger RadNatta!
We were so worried that something would go wrong. Animal Control gave us first dibs to adopt him 7 days after we brought him in. Or on the 7th day, I mean--July 16. But they wouldn't hold him--we had to get there early and adopt him, or he'd be available for adoption from whoever might show up. Problem: I was going to be a bridesmaid in a wedding in San Jose on the 16th! I know, there are bajillions of kitties, and what are the chances that someone would show up Saturday and want our scrawny, flea-infested little man? But we couldn't risk it! So our dear friends Matt & Lynnea went in Saturday morning and adopted him for us.
I mean, they literally had to adopt him themselves. We put their names on the hold form when we brought him in on the 10th, because we knew we were going to be gone, and they went in and filled out the paperwork and paid the 35 bucks (that I gave them) for him.
At first we thought they might have to pick him up and drop him at our house on Sunday too, but I spoke to a nice lady at SDDAC, who scheduled his neutering surgery for Monday morning, so we could pick him up that afternoon. Hooray! And oh yeah, he's a boy!
So now he's here. Cute as can be and making himself right at home. We are completely in love. We named him Hamilton after our intended destination on the day we met him. We briefly considered "Jetta" and our friends made numerous car-related suggestions (Turbo, Diesel, Engine, Spark Plug...), but we think Hamilton is a cool name. Just meaningful enough, without being overly literal.
We're officially a little family. He snuggled with us all evening yesterday, and slept between us on our bed. We're so in love with him it's a little silly. But what can I say? He's the best.
