Deep Thoughts by Sydney

Here's Syd contemplating her suggestion for the baby's name. She's torn between Sydney and Sidney. Although, in more introspective moments, she feels that there can really only be one. It's a dilemma she feels is as old as felines themselves. Do you harness something to beautify the drab world it inhabits or do you set it free, thereby darkening what it left behind and risking anonymity in a world without a true sense of color and the depth of understanding needed to relish in the power of it's fidelity? Yeah, I have no idea what she's talking about either.