There's nothing really interesting about myself to put here, so I suppose I shall talk about my cat. Her names Clover, she is a Tortie (or Tortoiseshell, I've heard it both ways). Tiny little thing, attached to my side. Hardly are we apart, unless she's in heat. Then she prefers my brother over me, that little traitor. The name Clover stems from the word love, because i love her so much. But the leftover letters? C & r? Well that means cat revolution. My little fluff ball will lead an army of cats and take over the world! Did I have this idea in mind when I named her? Well of course...not. Nah, she was a couple weeks old and a stray, so i kinda thought she was lucky we found her. But now I realize, we were lucky to find her. I really love my cat.