Kitty is dead, she was about 9 years old. She made pets of us, and it was totally on her terms. she came and went as she pleased, loved to sit in front of a computer and watch the images on the screen saver. She threw herself at any window when she wanted in. She was a rare cowing hen, and would not let you sleep late if she wanted attention. One day I will write the story I have been meaning to, titled, "My life as a pet."