Not my cat II

Not my cat II was there to meet us at the door, gets right under our feet, always in the way. She visits when hungry, which is often. It started off as a scrawny thing but soon got streetwise and has adopted a few foster owners down the lane.

We have learned her name is Mary, but we can't be doing with that for a cat and know it as Not my cat II.There was previous Not my cat, a rough and ready black cat that visited for a good while but mysteriously disappeared about a couple of years ago.