Meet Twoey

Remember two years ago I introduced you to a stray cat that adopted us, the calico we named Copper? Remember that poor Copper died in late winter, earlier this year?

Well, yesterday, another stray arrived, almost two years to the day. I've named her Twoey (aka Copper #2), and yeah I think it may be a she-cat. I'll have to see if she will let me have a look. :)

Now, can any other of my cat-loving friends, or maybe my vet friends, tell me what sort of cat Twoey is? She is no ordinary tabby...at least it doesn't look ordinary to me. Aside from her extreme skinniness -- the poor thing is literally skin and bones -- she is a very long cat, and were she at her proper weight, she'd be BIG! I think she's old, too -- there's a line of grey fur down her bony spine.

My hubby has told our youngest not to feed Twoey. Fortunately for the cat, I'm NOT my youngest child! 'Nuff said, I think!