I picked up a Pepita and her three daughters a while back from a TNR. She doesn’t like me. But she has decided my bed is the second best place to my wife’s lap. When my wife goes to bed. And if she’s there I can pet her. But not the rest of the time. The rest of the time I’m an enemy to everything she stands for. Whatever that is.
What a cute name for an orange kitty! ¡Me gusta Pepita!
She was an extra spicy feral and way too small to have had three kids. Her name was obvious as soon as she got here.