She's got the right coat for the chilly days of winter. I bet she stays inside a lot, too.

she stays outside on my screened in porch most days and would stay out there at night if I didn't make her come in. She thinks she was born to be wild.

I had one like that as well.

It ended up tragically as he was a bit of a menace.

One of the neighbors enjoyed messing with him.

It got really ugly and some one poisoned him on Thanksgiving!

He survived the poisoning but I had to find another home for him after that.

It damn near killed me having to take him away and leave him at this place that said they'd find another home for him. Did they? I'll never know.

My what a sweet girl!

All I have to do is say the word "comb" and they come running and line-up for a good combing.

Not a flea to be found in this house!

I was going to say Hello Dolly, but someone beat me to it.

My kitties know the word "brush." I say "You wanna brush?" and they come running. And then they try to eat the brush, or comb.