My name is Sophie, I am a princess, sometimes my people call me princess, princess sophia loren, or sometimes they call me sofa, in reference to my somewhat larger size status.....whatever, that doesn't faze me in the least.....I am a beautiful, fisky, feline and it just so happens that I love to eat, 9 Lives Tender Beef Slices, if I could I would eat this wet diviness all day long every day, but alas, my people will not allow it, so at times I wander to my dried food bowl and sample the Iams indoor weight control vittles, (fancy name for Fat Cat food), anywho, my people are otherwise very good to me, when mama 1 retrieved me from the shelter, she promised to love me no matter what for the rest of my life, no expectations, no rules, (well except she has asked me to please not scratch her leather sofa and 2 years after purchase I am happy to report no major rippage), and I wouldn't have to share my accomadations with any others pets, if I so wish......Mama 1 got me four years ago and I must say I have lived a pampered life since then, Mama 2 came into the picture a little over 1 & 1/2 years ago and you know what?  Three females in the same house isn't too too bad......anyway, I digress, where was I? Oh yes, eating.  Let me just say this, I love to eat, I love to eat so much so that I don't even need an alarm clock to wake up every morning, the sound emanating from my stomach, or rather, the percieved sound coming from my stomach, both mama's think I am a compulsive over-eater, I tend to disagree, I just really love to eat, so each morning, every morning, no matter what day of the week, I wake up mama 1 at quarter to six, to eat, so she can feed me, and I do this by incessantly meowing into her face, alot, non-stop till she wakes me up.  She doesn't seem to mind though, and I surely am grateful, she also feeds me right when she gets home from work, around 5'ish, every day, no matter what.  Anywho, I love to eat, love my two mama's and love being a princess.....toodles