Of course I’m not a boy. I know Pecorino is a boy’s name, but no-one could mistake my glorious feminine beauty for male, so I was named after a delicious cheese that improves with age. Need I say more? Ok, I might be a little moody. Aren’t all divas?

People say I seem nervous at first, but it doesn’t take me long to adjust, especially when I’m with my BFF – my sister Romano, who looks a lot like me.

Can you imagine having two gorgeous cats like us in your home? We’ll pack our bags now!