I'm called Leo and I'm 7 years old. I'm the man about the house! and I come from a well known family and my name is UK and Imperial Grand Champion Annera Galileo.
 

They have taken me to cat shows as a kitten and as an adult, but sometimes I have it and sometimes I don't! I mean my necklet, sometimes it is and sometimes it ain't.
I like to get my old folks and the judges upset just to keep them all on their toes.
My mum and dad ( I mean my feline mum & dad) didn't have one and my litter siblings (big word!) don't have one BUT I apparently do. The judges say I'm all muscle and a real man, so that must be good.
Mum and dad said that if I could learn to live outside and "do the business", I could produce something that would hopefully be of show or breeding potential, I've apparently got excellent background whatever that means. A couple of weeks ago that stupid cat Casey kept following me and yelping in my face , well I just nipped her ankles and ran away to find a nice warm spot to catch some shut eye. What did she think I could do for her apart from put a sock in her mouth to shut her up.
I just love to sit with my "mum" and be brushed and stroked as long as possible, if I purr a lot she won't move as it might disturb me. She whispers in my ear that I'm her best and feeds me lots of my favourite chicken.
I've got another reprieve so I'm not outside yet! I'll keep you posted on that one cos I'll fight to the end!
Update 2/10/00. Round 2 of the get Leo outside into the run saga. Well about a week ago they started on at me again and put me back outside, I sat there looking out of my window when it dawned on me that I could see my reflection in the glass, it took a couple of days for me to perfect my sad looking face but it must have been perfect, because when mum came to feed me on the 3rd day I sat there with that face and gave one of those pitiful little cries and she was putty in my hands. Well got the SUCKERS to give me a stay of my jail sentence for just now, how on earth I could ever do without my double bed and duvet is unthinkable.
Update 22/10/00. Unfortunately I'm back in prison again and this time I've got a cellmate. She keeps giving me the wink and making strange cooing noises at me, but it doesn't really turn me on. She keeps imagining she's on one of those tread machines because her back legs keep on running but she's not going anywhere. If I resist the temptation I might get paroled out of here.
Update 24/2/01. Dad brought me into the conservatory on Monday teatime for a little bite of food, there was me minding my own business when I noticed Buffy was there cooing and purring and trying to be amorous with me. Then all of a sudden I felt a strange sensation come all over me and I had this sudden urge !!!!
They let me come in for the rest of the week for a bite to eat and DESSERT !!!! When Dad put me back into my run he said I was a good boy and I might become a DAD soon . What, me a dad !! I'm too young, I'm a kitten cat and a mummy's boy too young to settle down keep a wife, raise a family, run a house and have a mortgage.
Update 26/4/01. Hi folks, you'll have to excuse me but I'm in a state of shock today as I've just been told I'm the father of twin baby girls both said to be doing well as is the "missus" . Lucky for me I wasn't present for the birth as I don't like blood and gore. Sorry but I'll have to go just now as I'm still building the nursery extension to my stud house.