Sophie is one of Papas offspring, and she is 3 years old. Mama brought her into the yard once Sophie and her brother, Travis, were weaned, and they could fit in the palm of my hand. I first saw them at the end of January, and they were 2 tiny babies trying to find food in the snow. I always tell her she is brave, because she was the first of that little family to come towards me and allow me to touch her. In fact, the morning I trapped them to have them spayed and neutered, I caught Travis first, and she refused to leave his side. Crouched along the have-a-heart trap, she looked up at me as if to ask me why he was in there. I was able to bend down and pick her up and quickly put her in the carrier.

A white and gray beauty, she is a precious little girl who loves affection and has a beautiful, gentle nature. Once in a while she has slept in my room, and she loves cuddling, and she loves the security and warmth of a home. She adores cat trees, and really enjoys napping on one of the higher places. She is such a good girl -- I just love her, and she deserves to be the queen of her own little castle. I think she would adapt well to a family, and she would probably do best as the only pet in a household.