I thought it about time to share my life story with you. I don't remember much from my early life, but I grew up in Lower Hutt, where I was mistreated and was put to breeding, I can only assume for my tiny stature and placid nature. Angevin, I soon ran away from this place and survived time out on the streets, but it wasn't long before the wonderful Wellington SPCA go ahold of me and nursed me back to health. Here they also took away my burly breeding bits, which is quite alright with me, been there done that, was not a fan. About a month after I got to the SPCA, my parents came to look at some kitties. I knew it was them be because they were cute and a little bit crazy like me! I let them know right away that they belonged to me, with my big purrs and smooches. After my parents took me home I took charge of my house, where I have been queen ever since. Now I have a loving family, a safe house and a great life and to top it all off a cute face. Sorry no picture today, mummy's iPod is being silly.
Love and nosebumps