I have a cat his name is Dixie but I call him Bean. he’s a bunch of different breeds I think google won’t tell me, he’s basically a celebraty between me and my friends and He’s 5 or 6 years old now and an outdoor cat, he lives in my room with his bed next to mine and my desk. I got Bean for fathers day when I was 9 and he tore up the back of my dads neck when I accidentally let him go and he climbed all over the car, when Bean was 4 we went on a vacation and had to leave him at a kennel out in sooke with my at the time dog Mable and when we came back we where told that he managed to open a window and runaway from the farm where we left him and we had no clue where he had gone. we panicked and looked around the farm for a few days and eventually someone had found him not even close to my house or the farm but we found him and he was fine! he’s a very interesting cat and brings a lot of “treasures” home like when he brought a rat home and my brother freaked out and woke everyone up at 1 am and it turns out he didn’t bring anything inside.