She is 12. I found her in the parking lot of a bar in Charlotte when she was just a tiny kitten. I put her in the car so she wouldn't get run over and let her go at the house where she had a much better chance. I really didn't like cats at the time. She stuck around and a little over a week later I started feeding her. Eventually, she was allowed inside where she never went to the bathroom in the house, tore things up or made any sort of mess. I kept her by winning 2 different coin flips with 2 different roommates. She spent most of her time outside, even in the winter she would disappear for a day or three but always returned. Everyone would joke about her being a dog disguised as a cat as she would come when called and was almost always there waiting in the driveway when I got home. She got some sort of cancer in her mouth, under her tongue. I'll miss her.