 
My name is Mr. Sooty Gibbs and I have 'owned' her (Fi but I call her mummy) for seven years today. I was about one year old when I let her take me home, so she's allowed - by me - to say I'm eight today. (Please 'paws' for effect, I'm a black and white pussy cat).
Mummy remarried a couple of years ago, so if you want to check my history, I adopted her under the name of 'Matthews' but I'm now known as Mr. Sooty Gibbs, Gibbs be the purrfect name...he (my extra special daddy, Cliff) makes sure that I'm brushed every second day and that I have lots of pats and tickles under the chin everyday...she makes sure that I have lots of water and for brekkie I have furball and for dinner tinned fish or chicken or fresh pet mince.
I am definitely an indoors pussy cat...the great ourdoors is not for me...must be something in my memory about being a 'stray' (whatever that is). Mummy claims that whenever she takes me outdoors, I grip onto her for grim death and look like a 'Garfield' on a car window.
We moved from Black Rock to Parkdale about 15 months ago...from a single storey to a two storey and boy do I love the stairs, cream carpet for my black fur and the floor to ceiling TV screens in almost every room - although you'd probably call the latter windows). As you can see, I have my own email address ('cept she left off the 'Mr.') and lots and lots and lots of toys. I have special blankets in my family room on my own chair and one in their bedroom and one in my (not so ugly) step-sisters bedroom.
When I let them go away for weekends - which is not that often - I go for sleepovers at the local vets...my daddy refers to this as my summer camp holiday, but I think that 'sleepovers' is so much more inviting don't you??? I have attached a couple of photos of me...I may be a big cat but mummy still calls me her little boy (daddy always laughs at that...don't know why, do you???)...the second photo is of me with my eight year old step-sister taken in May this year...hey, I just thought, I'm now her age (the other step-sister is 14)...
Better go, can hear the rattle of my biscuit tin...Lots and lots of licks and purrs...
Mr. Sooty the Purrfect-Puss-Puss (my full name!!!)
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