Milkshake: Who am I?

I have mommy v and w all upset and agitated. Mommy v went somewhere far, far away during Chinese New Year and when she came back she smelled of a rottweiler and a.. desert dog... a saluki? Anyway she came home and started asking me, "Are you Pimms? Are you Pimms? Tell me, are you Pimms?" Mommy w has since asked me a million times too.

Here are some pictures of Pimms:







Here is a picture of me:


What do you think? heehee. I'm not telling!

Mommy v is visibly upset. I desperately want to tell her that whether Pimms is me or not, I don't care because I now have a forever home with her, where I don't have to worry about being abandoned on the streets or having nothing to eat for days on end. I only live for today; waking her up to her everyday, having her around to pet me and going for long runs with her, is more than I can ever ask for.