He was given to me as a Christmas present when he was 9 weeks old. My grandma adopted him and gave him to me on Christmas Eve!
Finn is a trouble maker, but he's very skilled at looking cute while doing it. I constantly find myself spoiling him every chance I get; my room is filled with cat towers, fluffy hideaways, and tons of toys. Although he is a brat most of the time, he does like to cuddle up with me every so often.
Usually when I settle down for bed every night, he'll jump on the bed and start kneading my chest. He then curls up on my belly and sleeps for approximately 2 and a half minutes, then goes off to hide.
I love him to death, and will continue to spoil him as much as he deserves(which is quite a lot)!
