It breaks my heart to know there are so many cats left to fend for themselves. I have a wonderful hubby who simply sighs and lets me gather them in. I think I am feeding five or six ferals in the neighborhood. But my inside kitties are little people with their own purrsonalities and quirks. Phoebe falls over and plays dead when you shoot her with your finger. And she is the sweetest kitty. Totally trusting.
Sadie tries to be a real good cat but she was rescued by me because she bites humans and had no respect for them. I feel she was totally mistreated as a kitten. I got her at 6 months of age. We call her "SadieMasoKitten". She cannot be trusted with children. But when she is good, she is very good because she can be so mean.
And Baby is wonderful. Since I bottle fed her she is my constant companion. She rides my shoulder like a parrot. Helps me with everything and is always right at my side.