So I wanted to show everyone my cat, Prince Hamlet III. He's fat, lazy, loving, and my best friend. He was always there for me when my ex broke up with me, when I was sick, and every day in between. A little bit about him: He's a manx, which means he has no tail. Often times, he's a spitting image of a cat I once had who was also my best friend. I often believe that he was reincarnated in Hamlet's form and brought to me for a reason. I got him at a Krystals restaurant, oddly enough, which makes me believe the reincarnation even more. It was a Sunday, and many other people were there from church (not where I had come from. I was just there for the internets.) Yet this kitten, only a few weeks old, comes up a rubs its sides and face on the window beside me. It stopped, sat down, faced me, and never moved from that spot. So I took it some food. We searched the neighborhood around us and asked a person from literally every house in the neighborhood if the cat belonged to them. No one claimed him and none of them knew where the cat had come from. Thus strengthening the belief that this cat was reincarnated from my old cat, Scout, who died a few years before, and was brought to me to be my companion. I believe in reincarnation whole heartedly. He has been there for me, through thick and thin, ever since. Fun Facts! Hamlet, though he's a Prince and should be carried around everywhere he goes, learned to walk on a harness and leash early on. He now loves to go outside and roll in the dirt, but his hobbies are watching the birds in the window, sleeping, eating, and being the handsomest man I know. He was named Prince Hamlet III because I was studying Shakespeare in my Senior year of highschool. We had just finished watching Hamlet when I encountered the kitten at Krystals. He loves to have his face scratched! I now think that cats that have tails are very strange. He has a super small nub, called a rumpie, that he can wiggle, but he seems to show his emotions more through his facial features than he does his tail. I think he's more expressive since he doesn't have a tail. But there's no warning if you pet him too hard, he'll just turn tail and bite you! So, I'd love to see your pets and how you got them! If you gave him an odd name, how did he/she get it and why?