And just like that he moved in...

So much for my "no baggage policy."

Leave it to me to find the loop hole in my own policy set up for my own good, but that's just how things happen. Today I entered into a long term relationship when I invited Signore to come live with me. I think he's happy to be curled up on my bed and I'm happy he's here.

So even before I get my HHG delivery I've picked up Signore and am once again a pet owner. (Didn't I mention he's a cat? And a little bit of a goofy cat at that.) Luckily his temporary home was about 15 minutes away so his crying all the way up the hill didn't make me regret my decision. He's very tentative about the house and refuses to go anywhere unless I'm within sight. As soon as he knows I'm there though he's purring non stop and getting in my lap for even more attention. He is definitely a fan of the fire place and under the stair landing...both places I figured any cat would scope out.

The joke lately has been how long it takes (forever) for me to decide things. Hey, big decisions should not be rushed into! Any of you around my dramatic job decision time in February and March know my theory on calculated risks and how I'm always thinking long term. Well, not that this was a reckless decision but it did come on rather sudden? Not at all. I actually learned about this little guy in late July but  kept putting off meeting him since I really wasn't in a place to be a kitty momma again. When I first saw his picture I was hooked. He needed a home and I needed a kitten. Plus, I'm a softy for gray kitties. So although I fully understand that this is a potentially 20+ year commitment and potentially a very expensive one at that (have you seen what airlines charge for cat tickets?) I'm beyond ready to have another kitty. How ready? It was one of my 11 for 2011 goals that were formed back in December 2010.

The little guy is currently crashed out on my bed but wakes up every time I get up or there is a loud truck out on the street. He's not skittish- just isn't sure of his new home yet. We'll get there. Of course Thursday's delivery may not help the cause but he'll be tucked away in the guest 1/2 bathroom so he should be okay while I'm dealing with the chaos.

I'm so excited to be home, I'm going to sleep all day.

So now I need help.

Signore  is just this little guy's title. He still needs a name and we Oropezas have a tendency to give our critters full names.

The guidelines:

• He's Italian, so he needs an Italian sounding name.
• Historical Roman names can be candidates except for: Homer, Nero, Julius (Caesar is in the running just so I can go around saying "Hail Caesar". Am I a nerd? Sometimes.)
• Other names off the table: Fabio, Enzo, Guiseppe

Submit your ideas ASAP so this guy can learn his real name before I start calling him random nicknames, which will result in him having a major identity crisis.