What do you mean, sleep to much?

Well, lets see. Whats happened over the last month.

I've not been asleep this entire time - but I have been a little busy. There's lots of news, even if your not getting it all tonight.

Its nearly midnight already...

Ok, well...this post....this post is about a cat. No, not about a boy - that's a film. This is about a cat. This cat...

This cat is called Jinks.

We aquired her from a friend of Ali's - someone she knew from her previous stay in Canada. Something of a cat person, the couple aquired Jinks as a stray, attempting to save her from...a life on the streets. In thirty degree sunshine, glorious weather.

To save her, and keep her in a house, without mice to chase, sun to lounge in....

Anyway, she was rescued. However, no good deed goes unpunished - and so, Jinks did not get on with the couple's current...guests. Their current cats took something of a dislike to Jinks, who was apparently teratorial and slightly nasty.

So, one day, Ali drops by while I'm working to tell me we have a cat. Wh00t.

However, our ownership started with a crisis. The name, Jinks. It was our firm, considered opinion was that calling an animal "Jinks" is much like calling it lucky. Such a name calls out to the furies, Erinyes, to come forth and Slay the aforementioned beast.

This follows that same priniciple - if you build a ship, declare it unsinkable and call it Titanic IT WILL SINK. Call an animal Lucky, or Jinks....

Still, we had to find a name. We searched, high and low. We looked in the usual places - the past, literature....we consulted friends and locals. We sought answers in the depths of the Monstrous Manual - well, I did. Ghaele is a lovely name.

No, really.

Still, after weeks of searching, we agreed on...

...well....

...nothing.

So Jinks she remains.

Now, we wait.