When we first adopted Poppy (AKA Poppy McSassy Pants), weeks went by before she would let us pet her. For security, we had her in our bedroom, but she took up residence on the top of the closet and dared us to look at her. She would hiss as we approached even if we were talking softly to her. She had been a street cat, and she didn’t need humans.

Fast forward to present-day, and you can see for yourself how it all turned out….

We’ve created a monster!

She demands attention. Her meow is adorable, and her fur is softer than a cloud.