His name is Strick.   He belongs to my cousin.  I wish  that he was mine.  But the hubby says if Strick or any of his kind comes in our house, he is gone (the hubby that is). I like Strick.  He has a  great personality.  Really!  This is what his belly looks like.  Trust me I wouldn't hold him if he wasn't nice.  I know that the shot isn't that great but when he is on the move he is hard to catch. He was wrapping around my camera and tangling himself in the strap and my hair. She has another one that is mean and a lot smaller.  Well this is the  end of this tale.  Strick is happy back in his  home.