Me and my brother, named Othello (you can see by the stunning patterns on my face why we got these names) were dumped in a cardboard box in a kindergarten playground. Perhaps our owner who no longer wanted us, had thought the school might take us in. Fat hope ! School teachers are the most hostile people towards animals. Although the kids were keen to look after us, the teacher said", dirty nora cats," and picked up the phone to call the hokensho. My brother found a new home but I'm still here, a laid-back cat who loves fuss and attention.