Vincent Black Shadow, though I am technically female
Vincent or Catkin
Music is not really my thing and unfortunately, I am going slightly deaf, but my owner thinks the overture from ‘The Thieving Magpie’ contains the right mixture of menace and skittishness.
Only I know the truth- and I’m not being coy here. However when the vet looked at the plaque on my teeth (not particularly pleasant for either of us), he suggested I could be twelve.
Again, I’m the only one who knows the whole story. My present owner is Annabel Markova and I’ve been with her for two and a half years. Before that I lived with her daughter, Sasha, for a few months.
Mysterious, like everything else. Sasha found me wandering on a busy road in Brixton, about to get run over. So she took me home, fed me, then put me outside her front door, thinking I might want to return to my owner. But I refused to budge- a wise decision, as it turned out.
‘What will be will be’. Like most rescue animals, I’m a fatalist.
Lying on my owner when she’s relaxing on the sofa watching television, and putting my arms around her neck.
What constitutes a perfect evening for you?
Finding a mouse in a wardrobe full of old shoes. Failing that, finding a good spot by the radiator when the central heating is full on and knowing company is in the house even if I don’t feel particularly sociable.
Grass. It immediately makes me want to be sick on the carpet and that’s a surefire way of grabbing my owners attention, even when she’s completely absorbed in writing.
Defining moment of your life?
Being picked up off that street in Brixton.
All other cats. I love a fight.
If you could do one thing to make the world a better place for felines what would it be?
Forbid owners ever to go on holiday s all catteries would have to be shut down.
If you could meet a celebrity who would it be and why?
Assuming I am allowed to choose a dead one, it would be the American author Hunter S. Thompson because he immortalised the hand-built motorcycle which I am named after. He was also a bit of a rebel, just like me.
Which one of the cats in Under The Paw and Talk To The Tail would you like to be stuck in a lift with?
None. I am quite certain we would fight. And I would win. Of course.