“Oh, my, me! I am so sweet and so lonely. I had a human once, but she couldn’t keep me. ‘Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater Had a cat, and couldn't keep him. He put him in a pumpkin shell, it didn’t work out very well.’ Actually I don’t think her name was Peter, but you get the idea, right? This sweet, lonely, little Cat Guy does not belong in a pumpkin shell! My lovely white whiskers and my serious black face! Covered with pumpkin goo – I don’t think so!”

“I am Leonardo, and, yes, Leonardo I am. I purr when you pet me and give you a muzzle nuzzle and ask to you pet my little black and white head. I am a good, dear boy. I know I’m not very big, but pet me and feel my muscles under my short black fur. I am a mighty soul in a small package. And all I need is love. Love, love, love. And more love. I do not like to be alone. I need  people with hearts as warm as mine.”

“I am ready for a good life. I’m ready for nine good lives because I’m a good cat. I named myself Leonardo. Leo as in Lion, Leonardo as in da Vinci – am I not proud to be a Cat? Oh, yes. I am not so much the artist Leonardo as I am the engineer. I think of ways to do things that cats have not thought of before.  I may design a tiny grist mill in my water bowl and make munchie flour from my munchies. Want to see it run?”

“Pet my little head. Give serious thought to taking me home and loving me. Leonardo should not be so lonely. His whiskers should stay white.  Perhaps I will build you a trapeze or a water wheel. Perhaps I will solve great mysteries. Perhaps I will just sleep sweetly in your lap and on your sofa. $120 takes Leonardo with you forever and ever. And no pumpkin shells, please!”