Andrew Lloyd Webber reckons cats have got 3 names. The name their owners give them, the name other cats give them, and the name they call themselves.
So basically the whole feline population of the world has a mild identity crisis. No wonder they scream so loud while they're getting jiggy wid' it. What is it about my garden which attracts all of Port Talbot's cats? Is there a large neon sign overhead in cat language saying "Top Karzie and Nookie spot here"?
Anyway, back to the names. Tiddles might have got 3 - I've got 5. I'm Russ David. But I'm also Rob Sterling. Occasionally I'm Rex Everything. In the past I was Alan Ravenhill. And once upon a time I was Russell Burt.
My counsellor has a field day with me. Luckily only one of the personalities manifests itself at any one time.
One of these days I'll write something interesting in this here blog of mine.
Cryptic time? OK.
BVSMP. That's the reality. Or do I?
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