Sean and I have a kitty. Meet Boots. I like to call her Bootsy. She follows me around like a puppy. She uses Sean's stomach as a trampoline to jump somewhere else. She purrs when she gets picked up. She is a fan of lap time.
She's sleeping on her chair right now. This afternoon was the most she's slept in the past 24 hours since we've had her. She looks very tired in the picture.
At first, she seemed terrified, but slowly she crept out of the bathroom and into the two bedrooms. Then, she would make her way to the end of the hallway, creeping closer to the kitchen and living room. Once she got to the living room, there was no stopping her. Now she occasionally runs around and watches kitty TV, a.k.a. sits and looks out the window.