This is Miss Velvet. She's our cat, as you can tell by the picture below.
She can be very sweet, but she's kind of "derp derp derp," as my dad put it. When I first moved in, I would often wake up to find my bedroom door wide open and a little fuzzy lump at my feet. Or the door would be open and she would be lazing around on her perch in the kitchen. Turns out, Miss Velvet could open my door by wedging her head between the door and the frame (it doesn't latch properly.) I had never seen a cat do this, so I considered it a cute (if annoying) novelty.
Miss Velvet doesn't play very much on her own. One of us has to get her attention with a little jingly ball or her teaser toy. Most of the time, she likes to curl up somewhere stare at nothing with huge, vacant pupils. Not the kind of staring that animals do when they supposedly see a ghost, but the kind of staring that suggests the lights are on but nobody's been home. For a long time. If ever.
She's pretty much spent her entire life in a pound, though, so her little quirks are understandable. I very thoroughly enjoy having an inside cat around once again. Especially one that likes to sleep with her head poking out of the covers and will give you "kisses" on your nose.
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