Cotton is the cutest cat ever. Now the little secret here is - he is not actually a cat. Yes he may look like a cat, sound like a meow, walk like one, but the truth is, he is an alien from Mars…or somewhere, out there. He tried to infiltrate into the human household by pretending that he was lost and hungry, next to a bin full of leftover food, in a lush garden setting with beautiful trees. He inspected every corner of his new home, every single possible hiding place, just in case his fellow Marsian came looking for him. He has super powers that make himself invisible each time a suspicious character were to walk into the house. When there is no one at home, he does not play with the flies, he is not interested in looking for rats, he could not even be bothered to spy on the dog. All he does is to immerse into the powerful world of dreamland whereby he works hard on his telepathic skill to try to touch base with his compatriots whom he has lost contact with when we extracted all his teeth (almost all) together with his GPS tracker embedded in one of them. But one thing we know sure of him, he is an eating machine. He is hungry early in the morning, late morning, early evening, at night and even in the middle of the night. At times, deep in the night, he plays spin run with his other invisible friends in the living room.
His world is full of mystery and fantasy. Yes it may not have our tip-top technology like mobile phone, computers, internet and TV, but his world is filled with extrasensory energy, imagination, intuition, overflowing passion, contentment and carefree state of mind, which he has brought with him, happily co-existing in our big scary world of machines.