
Kitty still has no name.
She is very playful and found a squirrel tail we had up on a bookshelf - she figured out it was there, jumped up and got it. She kept going back, and we finally figured out it was because there was a bit of fox fur on the shelf. I don't know how she knew.

This morning she saw the fox, watched him through the window. They made eye contact, but neither reacted.