My name is Louie. Though you would be forgiven if you didn't know this, as we have only just met and my humans seem to change my name more often then they change their underwear. I've been called Lou-dawg, Louis McKitty, Loogs, Loogie, Kitty, Meow Meows and occasionally the Aussie go to, Mate.
Ok, so that's an old photo. I was quite the adorable kitten but damn, did I grow into a handsome cat. The answer is yes. I did.
I am a black and white Tonkinese, I have two humans and I love to sleep. I also love to eat, spy on the neighbours and stalk my humans late at night when they're particularly sleepy and weak. There is nothing sweeter than the taste of fresh blood. So juicy.
I have started this blog with the help of the least favourite, to tell my tales, share the experiences of my nine lives and remind you all that cats are more superior. Full stop.
Join me next time and I may tell you the story of when I chose not to cover my poops, but flick them across the balcony and watch the so called 'man of the house' clean it up. Good times.
I don't really need to tell you that story anymore, I just did.