Norma Jean is something of a mystery, in that I have no clue where she came from. I had seen her in my neighbor's yard and assumed that she was one of their cats, but when they moved they took everyone but her. She came to my porch during an incredibly cold week, and I left a blanket and a cardboard box out for her, along with some dog food (at the time it was just me and Sadie). Her stomach had been shaved, so she was spayed, but she was completely on her own. She was really affectionate and loved being petted and held. I looked for her owners for a very long time, until my neighbor said that she had been wandering around and didn't seem to have a home. That's when she officially became my cat, and she is an absolutely amazing one. She is so loyal and loving, and I feel lucky to have been adopted by her.