The new kitten went through a few potential names. We really wanted to call him Prospero (as in "The Tempest"). But it just didn't stick. We auditioned a few others (He was almost Stormageddon). He is now Wilhelm. The rationale is a little circuitous but here goes:
Think of any movie/TV show where there's a certain amount of chaos--say, a car goes out of control and crashes into an alley, and among the crashing of garbage cans and breaking glass there will be a cat's indignant "yrowl!" The new kitten is very good at making that exact sound--good set of lungs for such a little guy.
Now think of any movie/TV show where someone gets shot off of a horse, or thrown out a window, or falls off a cliff. There is very characteristic scream--so much so that it has it's own name--directors can just annotate a script with "Wilhelm scream here". Listen to the "Wilhelm Scream Compilation" on youtube if you want to see how ubiquitous it is.
So by extrapolation, the cat "yrowl" is called a "Cat Wilhelm".
Told you it was circuitous.
It's hard to take pictures--he's a moving target.
And he keeps up his energy by being very focused when it comes to mealtime.
I have to enjoy this extreme cuteness while it lasts--he's growing so fast. He was 10 ounces when we got him last Wednesday. A week later and he's up to 15!