My white cat came to me through the good offices of my SO who found her, a bedraggled, fleabitten and very sick kitten, under her car in the church parking lot. She took her to the vets and then brought her home. The SO named her Unity but since then the cat has accumulated a series of names including Ratbrat, White Cat, Destructo the White Tornado, and SSSSSS! (That's a hiss) I don't think she's ever heard the name Unity except at the vet's. Her most common name is White Cat.
When my SO decided last February that it was time to go off with someone else she left the White Cat behind. The Ratbrat was my buddy through some pretty tough months. Now that I'm back in that same boat I am depending on her again. And she's coming through with flying colors.
She is full of energy and runs through the house when I get home, racing from room to room. She loves to play with string and toys but only tolerates being petted by me. She will not sit with or on anyone but she stays in the room with you because she doesn't like to be left alone.