I inherited my sisters cat but she lives with my children. She is called Tibby and beats up Jessie the dog (also inherited form same place and living in same place).
I have no pets
I might get a mouse they are small and no one will notice
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It might look like I'm doing nothing, but at the cellular level I'm really quite busy.
Cordelia cannot meow. When she tries to meow, nothing comes out. When she's really upset or tries really hard to make a sound, she makes a high pitched squeak.
I got Natasha because someone dumped her as a 3 month old kitten outside my tehn place of work. I found her screaming at three other people who were all trying to catch her. When she saw me walking towards her, she made a beeline straight for me. I simply picked her up and she started purring. And since that day, I've pretty much been the only person she's liked.
I got Antony because he started showing up to where I was feeding a colony of feral cats by my apartment complex (the colony that Cordelia came from). He was obviously was (or had been) someone's pet, but he started hanging around more and more. Eventually he started inviting himself into my apartment for naps and a snack and sleeping in the car garage next door. One day he showed up to breakfast with a very swollen, untreated abcess, so I took him to the vet. Since then he's been my cat.