I'm Triona's second oldest cat. I'm about 7 years old now, and black and white in colouring. I like to take the typical life of a cat, i.e. eating and sleeping, to a whole new dimension; I am a professional.
Sometimes I sleep on Triona's bed at night, and usually end up waking her up with the birds. I then meow until she gets up to give me my early breakfast (the first of 3 breakfasts if I can wangle it). Triona tries her best to ignore me, and wait until what she thinks is a more reasonable hour to give me my breakfast, but she eventually cracks and gets up to feed me to shut me up! Only then will I be satisfied and she knows it. I then jump out of the second floor window on to the flat roof, and go off for my morning stroll. I'll soon be back though for more sleep and more food and more sleep and more food.
For my own sake (that's what she says anyway), Triona only gives me small, but regular meals, because she reckons that's the only way she'll get any peace. She thinks once I've had a pick, I'll be satisfied, but I'm still a rather chubby cat, particularly around belly. Triona says I'm one of those cats who has small head on a big body syndrome. Bloody cheek. Despite this affliction, I consider myself to be a very pretty cat and very affectionate in nature. I'm always purring with a very contented look on my face.
I'm not as agile as I used to be, cos I'm a bit large. I like to watch birds these days, particularly the big fat pigeons, and occasionally I'll make an embarrassing lurch towards one if I'm feeling particularly energetic. The pigeons of course see me coming a mile off, and probably fly off laughing. I wonder if they make treadmills for cats?
I had a lucky escape in December 2001. I went missing from home for two weeks, and Triona thought she'd seen the last of me. However, I suddenly turned up at about 4 am one morning two weeks later, looking rather thin and meowing in a croaky manner. I'd got myself in trouble, locked in somebody's shed for those two weeks, which doesn't bear thinking about. What a nightmare experience that was. I really appreciate my home life now and will never wander too far again.
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