He wasn't a pet, he lived here. 17 years ago the Dixette was on a trail ride with friends, and kittens came out of the brush and started following the horses. Mewing all the way. Every one of them found a home She carried Salem home on her bike (didn't have a drivers license yet), brought him inside, and that was it. Covered in ticks, he fit in the palm of your hand. Talk about a cat with a 'tude "Help wanted, inquire with in. Must be able to keep a Fox terrier in line, but avoid swiping at the eyes. Big shoes to fill." .