Other than the obvious reasons, his name is Batman because when he was less than a week old, he went for a stroll in the rafters where his mama had him stashed and took a tumble to the barn floor. That's where I found him.
Beautiful guy! That's how I found (or she found me haha) my OC, in old barn in the back. She was sleeping up in the rafters! She stays inside now!
We've got a bunch inside, but even more out in the barn. Because we have the acreage, we take all the county cats that are going to be put to the needle. Batman, however, was born in that barn. He decided to take a short flight out of his rafters next before his eyes were even open yet ... thus how he got his name!
He looks like my cat Simon that just passed away. I love it. <3
So sorry to hear about your Simon. I lost one of my boys a couple of weeks ago, too. So hard.
That's a really really pretty cat
Thanks. He's a real sweetie, too. His litter mate's name is Robin. LOL
the hero that meowtropolis needs, but not the one it deserves
LOL. Indeed. He loves sitting up high and looking down on the the rest of us. I keep reminding him that didn't work out so well for him the first time he tried it. Or maybe it did, cause mama ended up crawling into the rafters to return him to his littermate, Robin.