My darling Max

Quinto

I share my birthday with Quinto, a black cat. I adopted him from my youngest bro. He is the only survivor (of four) siblings. He is very, very naughty and spoiled, too. I sometimes wonder why we still love him. He must have bewitched us somehow.

He is the second Quinto in my life. The first, another black cat, came to my life more than a two decades ago.

He loves to annoy me whenever I am working. He apparently knows exactly when I do not want to be disturbed. And he will disturb me anyway.

Do you have any pets, and what are their names?