InterestsEating, sleeping, training humans to bring me smoked salmon and foie grasse.<br><br>I almost caught a mouse the other day - I was dozing in front of the fire, woke up and the cocky little bastard was next to me, nibbling my food. By the time I'd stretched it'd walked off. I scratched my human when he got home. I really can't be assed with this hunting shit, I've told him time and time again to call fucking Rentokil - my house is teeming with bloody rodents.<br><br>Are you going to eat that?
