I no longer have pictures of him. I used to have an all black male Manx cat named "Dog". He got the name because the only thing that came naturally to him that was cool, was he liked to play fetch. I didnt teach him to play, and had him since being a kitten. he just one day brought back the toy i threw for him to chase. Well that, and being big for a cat, around 20#. He would attack any male that came in the house, not like openly, but claws under the couch type shit, but cuddled with every female. He liked to play outside, I lived alone and worked a lot. He got ran over by a car. I found his corpse in the road of the apt complex around the corner from my apt. It was sad. I got over it. My actual dogs now are way cooler. But i have space and time for dogs now.