I am a street-cat turned house-cat , boasting a repertoire of talents, including expert napping, world class mouse chasing, and a knack for stealing hearts faster than I can steal tuna cans. With a fur coat as sleek as my namesake's acting chops, I am the quintessential fat cat who knows that life is better lived horizontally on a plush velvet couch.
The first rule of Fight Club is.... (just check my Mom's hands and wrists for proof)
-Listened in and took action items for all of my Mom's clients calls
- Sat on my Mom's keyboard to help her craft the most creative writing of here life
- Stared into the camera in case anyone forgot how cute I am
- Born and raised on the streets of the 305
- Collected lizards and snakes to keep myself alive
- One might compare it to going on survivor
- Toe Licker
- Dog Tolerater
- Human Hater
- Hair Ball Thrower Upper
- Named after a handsome actor
- Cute green eyes like Puss in Boots
- Professional Sleeper
14 pounds of pure talent.