No, I'm not Isobel.
I had to impersonate a princess to make good my escape. Now that
I'm free, the world can know I'm really . . .
. . . Black, Sleek, and Great Mystique
I live in Royal Oak, Michigan and care for two humans,
I met them at the Detroit Zoo's Meet Your Best Friend at the Zoo
event on September 28th, 2003. I was sitting off to the side by myself
and pawing at anyone who came near. (I like petting humans.) Gabe
noticed this and asked Audrey to come meet me. They both thought I
was a nice cat and asked to take me home.
I like it here. The house is cozy. The food's good and I'm just
starting to explore all of the rooms. (Especially the heap of boxes
and computer parts that Gabe calls his "office.")
Due to some forged documents, the nice lady I used to live with
called me "Princess." No problem. If she wanted to think I was just
a pampered young lady, that was okay with me. Once her guard was
down, and I was out of the cage, I was free to resume my life as
Well ... maybe a cat-about-house. I'm not allowed outside,
but I'm working on a clever ploy . . .