Sonja

She is supposed to be the familiar of a little elf as cute as herself whose parents rent the living quarters of the old farm house my husband descends from, but the cat thinks we old lumbering ogres are more exiting company than her sweet little mistress and the adults that provide the food in her bowl. I guess what she enjoys most of our occassional presence is that it merges the easy access to very dirty farm sidebuildings full of strange mysterious things with some more human attention...
That toy size panther is definately not our own cat and a whole bag of trouble, but simply irrestistable!!! Difficult to take pics off it's antics howerver, sometimes that fur is like a black hole, just eating all the light. But I take at occassion so many pics of her, some must turn out okay...