Favorite Nap Spot: anyplace quiet and warm and near her 'parents'
Favorite Food: turkey or ham
Skills: being a saint
Arrival Story: Back in 1987, I went to the SPCA with the intent of getting a grown cat. I walked in and all the inmates were wailing at me except one, that was staring at me with these emerald eyes and completely quiet. It was the last time she ever was, but she was 18 years of the best feline company anyone could ever want.
Bio: After a bout with hyperthyroidism and radioiodine treatment, and chronic renal failure which placed her on special food later in life, what finally took her away was lymphoma. To the absolute last minute, there was something otherworldly wonderful about this cat. She looks over and advises the two little ones now, we have no doubt.