My crazy demanding too smart for his own good super active Kitteh. He literally makes me get up in the morning and my sense of commitment and wacky love for the lil sucker keeps me going. No matter how bad things are at the moment. He literally forces me to get it together - although strictly for him and his well being - but what's in it for me? Besides the smiles when we are playing, he forces me to focus on him. No matter how bad I feel. So I Have to get moving.