Mr. M's many names

Milo has definitely acclimated to living in the penthouse now. He's eating more and now that the box of toys has arrived from North Carolina, he's showing us that he's not just a big lump of furry love but actually quite a maniac when it comes to squeaky mouse.

We can easily put in a full half hour of squeaky mouse hockey where Milo slides to and fro trying to get the squeaky mouse as we bat it back and forth and watch him careen after it. I should try to get you a squeaky mouse hockey action picture. The floors are so slippery and pre-Milo Savory Man used to run and slide between the kitchen and the bedroom. Now Milo does it and it makes for some pretty entertaining squeaky mouse hockey. Unfortunately he has had some run ins with the walls and the bookcase when he can't stop himself when he runs after the mouse. His activity and ability to launch onto the couch has garnered the name 'Maniac' when we play.

I had previously dubbed him 'Speed Racer' because in the mornings we have wind sprint practice back and forth between the kitchen and the bedroom. It's actually hilarious because Milo again slides 6 or 8 feet when he makes it into the bedroom. But after he banged into the planter the other day after a more than zealous wind sprint, I think he got a little discouraged.

This morning I told his that his Greek name was Milos. I don't think he understood.

He has set up boundaries though letting me know that I cannot smother him anymore which is actually good because I was getting a little too attached to his furry goodness. Last night he did sleep on the bed all night. I don't care one way or another but Savory Man was not up for it in the beginning. I don't think Savory Man slept at all last night, but he claims it wasn't the cat but rather the freezing temperatures that I keep it at here in the sleeping hours.

Sorry this is really boring if you're not into the whole cat thing. Here are a couple of pictures. I'll work on the speed racer and squeaky mouse hockey pictures for you.