C. A. T.

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Meet Cat.  If she has a name, I've yet to uncover it, but truthfully I haven't tried very hard because "Cat" simply suits her.  She is CAT, hear her MEOW.  

Cat own's this house and we are her resident feeders.  She is who-knows-how-old and rather legendary around these parts for surviving coyotes and cat-lovin' dogs.  She has her own built-in perch on the back porch.  A porch perch.  We should all be so lucky.

The best part is she's sugary sweet.  She loves pats so much it makes her drool like crazy.  The second best part is that she keeps an outdoor human-free litter box and is a vigilant rodent control specialist --- all for the meager salary of kitty kibble. 

Thanks, Cat, for welcoming us to our new home!