The name is Clinton….that sounds a lot like Kitty so the dogs won’t be confused… “he” wants to call him Bill.  He fits in so well.  He can hold his own with Devil Dog and the other two pretty much ignore him….except when he meouws out loud 🙂  We were all laying around watching TV tonight and I swear Clinton must have been dreaming about cats with purple whiskers because he woke himself up with a meouw…a loud one.  Sierra, Marley and Devil Dog jumped up and headed to the davenport – he just looked at them and then at me like – why is everyone looking at me 🙂  This is going to be fun.