This post is from from my other blog here Ladies and gentleman, I give you our new kitten Thelonious Monk aka Monk or Monkey depending on your mood. He's a spastic piano playing all black kitty who is trying his damndest to get us all over Vincent's passing. It's not working for Jules yet, but we are getting closer:
He's four months old and we adopted him on Friday from the Northshore Animal League in Long Island who dubbed him Monkey due to his tendency to climb up walls, cages and people. He's been through just about everything a little stray could have; anemia, skin disorders, intestinal parasites, upper respiratory infections, etc. But now he's healthy and grateful for him new big home to run around it. Except the stairs—he's already fallen down them once and is deathly afraid to go near them now. Until he gets a little bigger we will carry him up and down. He loves real fur mice and socks, but his favorite thing to do is meet new people and love them to death. Yes, that's right he's a lover and everyone who has met him thus far has wanted to steal him.
More Monk:
All we are waiting for now is for Jules to like him. Hopefully they'll be friends in a few more weeks. | 
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