Cheucy was a LARGE black/white female cat. Smart as a whip because I trained her that way. She would do what I told her to do but she would growl and hiss and moan about it. But, we got along well.

About 15 years ago, she was sitting at the top of the steps of a split-entrance I had on Halloween, watching the little kiddies come to the door. Many parents who accompany their little ones also don costumes. I spotted one such... a lady from just up the street in a Sylvester The Cat costume. I stepped out of the door a bit, pointed at her to get her attention and waved her to the door. I explained and asked her to step inside the door.

Everyone who knows cats knows what happened next.

And, she was so affectionate for nearly a month!