Silver Ice nodded lightly as his mother left him alone to 'play' with his sitter, finishing making the food: a JB and J sandwich. "Not me yet....and don't call me that again...." Silver Ice looked at his sitter, he seemed smaller then the last and would barely make it enjoyable for him; he took his food on a plate and walked over to a door in the hallway, opening it and walking down it slowly as his tail drug on the carpet heavily. Carpet was the ONLY thing that they could have with Silver Ice the way that he was, on the list of call numbers there was also a small note:<span style="font-weight: bold">PLEASE</span>don't let Silver Ice into the basement! The pets won't like it........'