Wicked

Wicked is the greatest person in my life right now. He is the little brother I wish I had, the roommate I didn't want to drown, and would undoubtably be my familiar were this Harry Potter. He was born from a the litter of Miss-Bitchy-Stray-Slut-who-hung-around-backyard. He was really adorable as a kitten, (eventhough he still continues to be adorable)because of his big fuzzy head appearance. This has to do with his name-sake, because we related his visage with the Ewok main character from Star Wars named Wicked, because he looked like an Ewok. Return of the Jedi is my favorite Star Wars flick, and the Ewok spinoff from that was a great movie as well, eventhough I cannot recall the title offhand. Although he grew out of his ewok stage, his current incarnation is still every bit as cute. Several of his adorable quirks are his unnaturally elongated tongue,(which gained him the nickname Gene Simmons that is too big to fit in his mouth, so he is always giving people raspberries), his penchant for falling off of the back of furniture, the ability to sleep on any surface and be comfortable, has the same personality traits as Garfield, afraid of damn near anything, kicks the crap out of any other male animal nearby, can handle Missy (or Lolth), etc. Wicked is an awesome cat and generally likes everyone, and always responses when I ask him a question. (We have a language him and I.) The above picture is of Wicked snoozing in the Waterbowl without drowning, don't ask me how.