My owners call me all sorts of names at different times of the day or night, but my official name is Ziv, it means something like ray of sunshine or similar in Hebrew apparently. Don't blame me for the name, it was my owners fault for looking up interesting pet names on the internet. No matter, I'm still cute and get up to all sorts of fun and mischief. This is me when I was a few months old playing in my owners vase. If you look closely you can see my shaved belly with a scar from when the vet took away my cat multiplying capabilities. As you can see, I'm not too fussed by it, I got to eat ice cream from a spoon after.
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