My Nanna and Bampi drove me to my home, cuddling me and reassuring me that my new mam and dad would love me very much. I made quite a racket on my journey. This wasn't because I didn't want to go. It was just because I don't like cars.
I'm a teeny tiny black and white moggy with attitude and a partiality to snotty tissues left in the bin. I stopped growing after about 6 months old, and look kinda like a munchkin! I'm very loving and affectionate and my mam practically worships me.
I climb doorframes and can hang there for ages! I'm extremely good at catching flies and spiders and my dad says I'm like a tiger. My tail is also too big for my body, so sometimes when I try and jump on things, I just don't make it!
I love tuna! I love my brother, Hodges. He's a big frendly dog. I have my own cat activity centres which I love to sharpen my claws on. I love both of my parents equally but my mam always gives me more attention 'cause she's easy.
I hate loud noises. I don't like it when cars start their engines and I hate the hoover. Every year on bonfire night I hide under the bed or under the covers with my parents. I don't like other cats and strangers much either.