Mom knows that she was supposed to do this yesterday, but she's doing it today, anyway. We are all rescues and came with our names. Mom let us keep them because they seemed to suit us. Mom thought that Spyro was perfect for me because I like to get up high and spy on everycat and her, too.
At first Mom thought that Oja was Spanish and might have something to do with eyes, because "ojo" means "eye", but when she put it in a search engine she discovered that Oja is a surname in the Baltic states, which fits because Oja is almost all Russian Blue (with a little tabby thrown in). Oja is also the first name of an opera singer, which also fits because Oja is built like one.
Oja: Hey! I'm losing the weight. I think the opera singer part fits because I can hiss, growl and yowl better than any of the rest of you.
Mom thinks Rocio fits because he is like a rock, steady and calm. He was never bothered by anything until Austin went to the Bridge. Now he and Bambino are buddies. Rocio also loves to kitty wrestle. You should see him with me or Bambino.
We don't know Bambino really well yet , but he is a little boy, being smaller than we other boys are. He is also a champ kitty wrestler. Mom chuckles to see him pounce me or Rocio.