As always, this is a true story. Or, part of it, at least.
As for the perfect cat, I don't think he (or she) exists. There's always something mischievous and unexpected about them. Which is the reason we love them, isn't it? Having said that, it wouldn't hurt for Storm to be a bit nicer to me when I am sick. Or at least bring me tea. But that will never happen I suppose. Though I keep hoping.... Or wait, maybe.... did you see that signature? Could it be.... ?