Four paws on the ... umm ... floor?. Well I've done my best to get a great picture of our new addition, but Mr. Inca is either in motion or completely corked. Typical male (although he has not yet reached for the remote control). Inca (Ink, Inky, Inkspot) is about two years old and came to us through our local rescue center last Sunday. Totally black, including nose, whiskers and paw pads, but in the cat-liest yin yang manner there is a stray white hair here and there.
We had a bit of trouble naming him. I thought "Sumi" for Japanese ink and, indeed, he moves like glossy black ink from a bamboo brush - dancing swirling furling smooth movement.
Jon, bless his western soul, said he didn't feel like having to explain our cat's name. Well, ok, so American for Sumi is Ink. Ok again.
Bess comes home and says, "no - Inca" that is Incan (what?) for Prince. In our kitty-worshipping household this certainly is appropriately named. So there we are. Inca is super silky and loves to show that off. He's a lap cat, allowing us to pet and worship and feed and play.
He's forged a new place in our hearts.