Cat #2 is a black/white named Luna.

We got her at the same empty the shelter event. I did not want her. DH kept taking her out of her cage and looking at me with childlike big eyes.

She has the softest fur of any cat, more stuffed animal soft than real. She is small for a cat. Or maybe because Mango is so large, she only appears to be small. Her tail is stunted and the joints are deformed and resemble a "Z" like Harry Potter.

She is queen of the master bed. She walks the edges and flops onto her belly hoping for a vigorous belly rub.

She fetches, mostly when I am seated on the toilet. She brings her favorite ball to my feet and sits, staring at me hoping for a toss. She races off to bring it back. She will do this about ten times before neglecting to bring it back.