I got a kitty!

Awwwwww...his name is Charlie. We lost him after having him one hour. I'll explain. So Scott brought him home Christmas eve and we played with him for awhile, then he went out to get cat litter, I went to the bathroom, came out a minute later and kitty is nowhere to be found. We tore the flat apart searching for him, ending in Scott sitting outside on the street with some milk and kitty food for two hours under the suspicion that he might have jumped off our balcony. Anyway, we eventually found him under the oven. Fortunately, he's since chilled out a lot and is no longer seeking solace under said oven. Phew. We're enjoying him immensely, especially since I trimmed his claws (we're talking blood-drawing action). That's Christmas in Prague. Toodles :)