He had like no fur when he was a kitten, so my dad jokingly called him Sméagol once, and the name stuck. He used to try to make a barking noise at birds outside and liked finding very random places to sleep.
I have multiple cats and I may seem like a crazy cat person but I promise I am not, and I have stories about all of these cats and how I got them. This cat I got when I was 6 and I named him Agent P. He has a sister but sadly I cannot find a picture of here, they are twins and the other ones name is lasy. These cats were born wild during the winter, and I made wooden homes for them to live in. I also let them live in the garage during the winter months. I eventually brought them inside to live with me. The one on the left's name is spot because she has a spot on her nose, and the one on the right is checkers because his paws have a checkers pattern on them. Spot, is the mother of checkers. These cats have the same story as the one before this. We got them right after the winter. They ended up in our garage and I got them inside. I have not named them yet because they are about half a month old. They are not twins but they are brothers.
These are my two cats: Billy and Benny (Benny brown) (Billy white) .... Bill and Ben the flower pot men :’)
