After having the kitten for a week, we finally decided on a name for him Saturday; Wolfgang Puck, or just Puck for short. We picked that name because he loves food and he shoots around the room like a hockey puck.
So far he is doing well. He always uses the litter box, unlike our Bad Cat Chris, who is old enough to know better. He eats like a pig, he plays hard, he sleeps well (also unlike Chris) and he has already figured out the cat door.