Likes: she is not picky at all. she likes a lot of things.
Pet-Peeves: none that i can see
Favorite Toy: she thinks she is a dog. she loves any small, soft, and bouncy balls that will fit in her mouth
Favorite Nap Spot: her daddy's office or the top of her cat tree
Favorite Food: she is not at all picky. she especially loves cat nip and pieces of pork or chicken.
Arrival Story: I was on my normal laundry day at my mother's house and she was nursing a very young black kitten. She looked less than a month old. I asked my mother what happened to her and she told me that she was the only survivor of a pit bull attack. Her mother was dead and her two siblings were dead too. I heled the little tyke and hand fed her a little bit and she just kind of gotten attached to me. When I went to leave with my load of laundry, all of a sudden, she mysteriously appeared at my feet looking up at me. I put her back in her box and then she managed to climb out her box at stay at my feet. And that day (April Fools Day) was the day I took Loki home.
How I came up with her name is kind of strange. She reminded me of the god of mischief and how he would trick people changing into his many forms. And I believe he took form of a female black cat. And that is how I named Loki.