This is my cat. His name is Max, named after the famous road warrior. He's also a little mad, because he thinks he's a ... dog! Yes, that's right: Max believes he's a dog.

He comes on command, gives a leg, lays down, stays on his place, etcetera. He also attacked 3 other [real] dogs sofar, by keeping calm, sitting down before them, than raises his front leg and claws their noses open by surprise. No, really, Max is very, very nice and very intelligent. He opens all the doors in the house, even the ones with locks; as long as the key's in ,he can open it.

He's 12 years old now, and I have him since he was born. He never comes outside, because he doesn't like it. So you can keep the doors open; he never runs away. If Max likes Star Trek (and I know he does), then he must be a Klingon! A proud being with no fear and a warrior like mentality.

Sometimes playful, sometimes a real pain in the butt, but always my favourite!