PICS: One of my two cat

Mimmi (the older of the two). A stray kitten who adopted me many years ago, who has the structure of a small dog according to his vet, who's temperamental but also protective of me (and possessive). We had to change the door handles in my house because he knows how to open doors. I take him for walks in the building common garden, with a body-strap kind of lead.
When I had my first cortison-intense IV treatment, once I was back home from the hospital, he would lie on my neck or my head and purrrrr and warm me up and soothe my headache.

I love him so. And he's damn intelligent.

My grandmother named him - there's a penchant in my family for naming cats with names starting with 'M'. There was Mao, when I was a toddler, then Mia, then Micci (the Mad Mad cat), then La Mimmina Egiziana (The Egyptian-looking Kitty, a slim, blue cat of incredible cat-class) and then Mimmi. (Two dogs along the path, also: Nada, when I was a teeny tiny tot, and Panna, whom lived all her life with us and whom to this day I dream of and love dearly).

The other cat, I chose his name: Zorro. He's all black. There'll be pics of him asap, too. :)

( 3 pics of my cat Mimmi under the cut )