Wednesday, February 10, 2010
For Christmas Dan got me a little kitten who we named Findus, after a german story about a cat named Findus and an old man named Peterson. One day I had my ipod on shuffle and a chapter of the story came on, and the narrator was telling the story and Dan was mocking the "SH" sounds of German. Then the narrator said "findus" in a really funny way and so for about 2 weeks Dan would mock the narrator by saying Findus. I told Dan we were going to name one of our kids Findus just so he could always say that. Then he got me the kitten for Christmas and asked me what I wanted to name him. We decided Findus would be a better name for our cat then a child. So it was decided! Dan doesn't say Findus like the narrator anymore, instead, between the two of us we have come up with about every nickname in the book, and somehow we keep coming up with more. I don't think he knows what his name is anymore!

He LOVES to climb in the warm dryer after we take clothes out.

He loves to sleep on car rides.

He loves to play, especially in boxes.

He loves to watch from my shoulder.

He loves to bite things.

He LOVES to climb in the warm dryer after we take clothes out.

He loves to sleep on car rides.

He loves to play, especially in boxes.

He loves to watch from my shoulder.

He loves to bite things.
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