Bro aka Big Boy aka (you'll have to wait & see)

looks set to stay - well for as long as it suits him anyway. I do believe that he is a bit of a mercenary & will happily visit where ever there is food down & a warm spot to lay.

He's a free spirit & good on him I say! Yeah - I'm envious.
The maille man is calling him all sorts of mean names though (just jealous I feel!)

The other day he fancied himself as guardian of the knitting - & managed to leave hairs all over the couch - ick!

This morning he spotted Bizkit playing with her toy & batting the ball around, he quickly overcame his reserve of getting too close to her & decided that a good scratch of the scratching part was in order before settling in for the duration! Pleased to see he is ignoring her nagging.

Then off he goes for a wander. How could I have ever mistaken him for anything but a 'He'???!!

His name is Hercules - it had stuck in my mind after Ang had commented about his full name on my blog - but was used for a whole different reason!
A character in the kids book "Hairy McLeary from Donaldson's Dairy" by New Zealand author Lynley Dodd inadvertently popped into my mind when one of my sons made reference to a horse. One of Hairy McLeary's doggy friends is a Mastiff "Hercules Morse as big as a horse".... say no more!!!

Besides - it's an adaptable name - when he get's neutered he can become Herculess!
That's if I can bring myself to get it done.