Our only female moggie, she was born and lived on our subdivision with her mother, living in the drains and sitting on recycle bins. That is until her mother was killed and neighbours asked us to take her in. The first night she managed to escape and there we were, at night trying to find a black cat, with no name out in the dark.
She is a mummy's girl, sitting on Pauline for hours and hours. She also greets us with a meow, when we get back home. She has little regard for Shadow and Oliver and their antics.