our cat, emerson

Here is our cat, Emerson. His original name was Emily Junior, after her mother, but we didn't think my sister Emily would like having a cat seemingly named after her. We named him Emma. Then after a few weeks we re-appraised his gender and named him Emerson, or Emmit for short. He was born on March 24th, 2004, and was relatively new to world when the firts photos were taken, but he's much larger now.

Emerson doesn't hide all the time like some other cats we know, but he took a liking to this stack of CDs, and fell asleep there right after we went away.

Emerson started out very small (this was in May; by the end of this page two weeks have passed, and he's bigger).

He spent a while trying to understand the glass table, through which he was unable to attack my coffee. This was a disappointment, since much of her time is spent attacking inanimate objects, usually with some success.

Reading a history book with me.

Emerson likes to try to put her head in glasses to drink whatever is in them. The glasses often fall over.

His first visit to "outside" in June. What's all this green stuff?

Hiding under a bush is the main thing he does outside. Also running very fast, stalking, and attacking.

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The only things to attack outside are fliying insects and plants, and the insects are too fast. So attack plants!

Stalking me.

Resting from running, stalking and attacking.