His Christian name is Schrödinger, but we call him 🍊Orange Boy. 🍊 Nary a cell in this brain, but he's a handsome 14-year-old fellow.

After we named him Schrödinger we quickly realized that orange cats have one braincell and there's no way this cat has object permanence, let alone understands quantum superposition.

Orange Boy's favorite activities include sleeping, napping, light napping, yelling for cat food, yelling for cat snacks, getting REAL high off the fresh catnip I grow outside, getting the munchies, then yelling for cat snacks, jealously guarding his sleeping basket from his younger brother, and napping with one leg hanging off the edge of the bed because he likes live dangerously.

Need I mention he's missing some teeth so sometimes he has a Clint Eastwood style snarl?