I am the oldest of Triona's three cats. I'm ginger and white in colouring and about 10 years old. I tend to look rough a lot, like I've been up all night galavanting or something, and more often and not, I probably has, because I like to live life to the full. I have a ginger beard and people say this contributes to my rough and weathered appearance and Triona says I always look like I've just woken up.
I am a very cool in character and nothing ever bothers me. I just saunter along like I have all the time in the world, no hassles, no worries. Triona says there is an air of superiority about me and I suppose she is right, because I can't help but look down on her other two cats, Geordie and Murphy, and if you knew what I had to put up with from them, you'd understand why.
I prefer to stay outside a lot and I have a little wooden house on the shed at the bottom of the garden which I shelter in it when it rains. I also like climbing trees. I am quite a petite cat and very affectionate when I want to be. I like sitting on Triona's lap, but only on my terms, and I love having my ears tickled. I don't like being picked up and if someone does, I'll struggle like mad to get away, like I'm going through torture or something.
Triona doesn't like to have favourites, but I've a hunch she has a bit of a soft spot towards me, maybe because I'm the oldest of her 3 cats, and well, who can blame her?
I used to have a bad bird catching habit when he was younger, and would bring them in the house, along with the odd mouse, although I've mended my ways in this respect over the last few years, although Triona doesn't know I still do a little bird hunting behind her back. What Triona doesn't know, doesn't hurt her. Meow.
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