I have a secret cat.
I didn’t she was a secret until my close friends would come over and say: You have another cat?
Me: Um, yes. Her name is Huckle.
(Originally my son wanted to name her after himself, but I suggested that might be confusing for everyone especially at feeding time. So he went with the Busytown cat.)
Me: We’ve had her since March.
She, on the other hand, is not shy at all.
Welcome to the family, kitty. Your mixture of laziness, curiosity and keen ability to scare the crap out of me by leaping out of toys means we have all chosen well.
The Busytown link is to Amazon so if you buy something off that link, I get a small percentage. It will go towards the Huckle is Fantastic fund.