New Kitten!

So Ferney and I had a meat-fest BBQ last night....OMG so much food, we had corn on the cob, roasted red peppers, spring onions and tomatoes, all done up on the BBQ (quite a challenge to get going, I think BBQs are going to be easier once the dry season starts, but we won! and got the coals lit,...eventually).

We also had tons of meat, potato salad and beer (alcohol free beer for Ferney).

I get home at about 730PM, and there's a little kid waiting for me - he's like, the kittens are ready...I've been talking to his mom about adopting one of her kittens for almost a month, and I suppose she's ready to get rid of them now.

It's been over a year since Penny's died, and I feel like it's an appropriate time for me to get another cat, even though I'm not sure if I'll be able to take him back to the States with me, or wherever I end up going after my 2 years here.

So I walked over and there were two, one orange and on black one. I play a bit with the two of them, and pick the little black one. He kind of looks like a street rat, but he's adorable, and already friends with the two disgusting dogs that live in our house and roams around the compound with the turkies and chickens like he owns the place (even though he's about 1/3 their size!).

I've named him Chum (or Chumy) which means fatty in K'iche, in hopes that maybe he'll put on a few lbs, which I'm sure he will after living with me.

So I'm totally unprepared for this little furball to enter my life, no kitty litter or cat food (he's been going outside, THANK GOD - and eating whatever I eat) And he wouldn't stop crying last night until he was snuggled nice and warm in my bed (I JUST got rid of my fleas, oh well!), so he had a bath today with lots of flea powder, but with his new best friends (the gross animals on the compound) and my unwillingness to make him an indoor cat, fleas are most likely and inevitability.

Here are some pics: