K. Delia was a bit of a wreck when my parents found her lying on a footpath. She had a (we think) brother with her but they were only able to catch the one. I don't know what happened to the other one.

She was very wild when we took her in and drew blood the first time I tried to handle her but she got used to people very quickly, recovered from her cat flu or whatever it was and became a friendly little creature.

She liked to play games and I think she was the only cat we had that would retrieve a toy - throw something for her and she would bring it back for another go.