My parents brought me home in June 2000, to a home they shared with three other roommates at the time.  This party house environment resulted in a turbulent kittenhood and adolescence.  I even ran away for 5 days but I came home because I missed my Dad, and even my psycho Mom (a little bit).

My parents are now married and I have two canine siblings who mostly leave me alone but respond well to a swipe if it comes to that.  I love my Dad because he leaves me alone and lets me approach him, but my Mom picks me up too much and is highly annoying in too many ways to list.