About a month ago, I got a cat. His name is Shithead.
One of the good things about naming him Shithead is the opportunity for nicknaming. Basically, any word that uses “shit” becomes a nickname. I’ll just let your imagination run wild on its own.
He’s actually a pretty darn good cat. His personality closely mirrors my own: playful 8 hours a day, sleepy 16 hours a day. He’s pretty big, too. Not in a fat cat kind of way, but just in a big cat kind of way. And he’s only about nine months old, so he could get bigger.
He definitely lives up to his name, but he’s a good little companion.
He looks fat in this photo, but it's just the angle.
This is probably too many pictures of my cat.
