I’m the eldest in the family, I’m 10 years old. Mum adopted me when my sister and I fell down the chimney of a local restaurant. They later found my fur-mum and my brothers in the ceiling of the restaurant, but by that time I was living with my mum in the country.
I’m super-intelligent. When I was seven weeks old I worked out that mum got up when the radio alarm clock went off. I used to turn it on in the middle of the night so she would get up and play with me, hee hee. I also used to send blank faxes to people and answer phone calls until mum got rid of her fax machine.
I actually broke the vent on mum’s reverse cycle air conditioner trying to work out how to turn it on.
I look innocent though, don’t I?
My favourite pastime used to be catching mice and eating them, or leaving the leftovers on mum’s dining table for her, but then I made myself really sick eating too many, and I got some kind of disease from them. So now I’m not allowed outside. I don’t really mind, because now we have moved to the suburbs there aren’t many mice anyway.
Frodo is my favourite sibling, although I like Nefertiti too.
I love to take selfies or talk to Siri on mum’s iPhone.