Last night I was asleep and I felt a cat jump on my chest. Reaching out automatically to say hello (I thought it was Noddy or one of the other cats) my hand encountered soft downy fur? The only soft furry indoor/outdoor kitty we had was Bartee. So I asked Mike to please turn on the light, and all the while this cat is nuzzling me and head bumping me like crazy! Mike turns on the light- and there is Whisp!!! She slept with us most of the night and grumbled a bit when Rip came in the room, otherwise it was uneventful.
I am amazed at her temperment. She is the only feral we have that will literally just lay there watching when the skunk, or the raccoon or the possum comes on the porch. She doesn't move if a new feral walks up. She watches, but doesn't respond. My guess is this girl has had so many kittens prior to us getting her that nothing fazes her anymore. It was nice to have her company last night and quite surprising. We must have had a 20 minute pet fest with her!