Today's question comes from Princess Eva and her brother Brice. They asked me: did I ever share the story of how I found my treat dispensers? (Otherwise known as mum and dad).
I think I may have covered this story once before, briefly, but here is the whole version. For Christmas 2005, mum decided to get dad a kitten for his present. He had been talking about getting another cat (to keep poo-face Salvador company, but we all know how that turned out) for a long time so she decided to surprise him. Only she had to tell him, so he could pick out the kitten for himself.
So on 28 December 2005, mum and dad set off in the car to visit the Cat Protection Society. They were going to get a little kitten but the lady there said they had a lot of grown up cats looking for a home too. So dad decided to look in the grown up cat area. They saw another grey kitty who looked nice but some people had already decided to adopt him. Mum and dad spent ages in the cat pens playing with all the kitties and patting them, trying to find just the right one. Eventually they narrowed it down to two cats - me and another kitty who looked a lot like poo-face Salvador.
When they went inside to talk to the lady, she had to know what numbers we had on our tags to give mum and dad all our information (how old we were, whether we were boys or girls, how long we had been there, etc). Dad went back out to find the other kitty's tag and the kitty bit dad on the hand! So he decided to not even bother with that other kitty; they decided then and there that I was the kitty for them and we all went home together. I knew if I was good I could choose them for myself, and it all worked out nicely.
Thanks for the question, Eva and Brice! If anyone has more questions for me, feel free to ask any time! I have some more question to answer over the next few weeks from friends who have already asked me important questions... stay tuned.