I got a kitten! His name is Matthew "Scrappy" Smyth. He is dark tabby with black stripes. Matthew lives at my Dad's house in Calgary because we can't have any more cats here because Zoe would eat them.

Matthew is funny because he jumped up on my Dad's lap to go to sleep and when my Dad went to pet his tummy he bit my Dad on the finger. Dad looked at him in a half shocked half angry look and Matthew ran away. I found him hiding under my bed. He also wrestles with My Nanny's ferret Brie. Brie is much better at wrestling than Matthew, but I am sure he will learn.