Yeah she's off the street and can show a feral attitude now and again (with snarls and hisses and flashing claws) but she's an OK bunky if I don't mind having her rump rammed into my hip or back all night if I'm sleeping on my side. And I don't mind.
Tonight I caught her sleeping upon my old bed and on one of my zip sweatshirts that smells like it was on me for me for some hot days in August while I was digging ditches in the sun.
I like the momcat Mister Mittens a little bit. I might even love her a tad but she tolerates me well and shares her territory inside my house with me.
