Meet Margaret Harris

Margaret is 9 years old. She is named after Margaret Thatcher because of her color.

Jeff brought her home from BSC when she was about 4 weeks old, as most of the cats on campus don't make it. Because she came from a pretty long line of feral cats, she is truly our scaredy cat. She is perfectly happy and content in the house with Jeff, Beth, Tigger, Arthur and Ellie, but let a stranger so much as step onto the front porch and she hides for hours.

Getting her to the vet is an event. She has been only three times in her life, because it traumatizes everyone, not just her, when it occurs.

She prefers running water to drink, but we have spotted her on the rarest of occasions drinking from the water dish. She is a FREAK for catnip. I've even caught her once or twice with the cabinet open trying to pull the container of catnip out.

She is by far the sweetest and most polite kitty we have, but don't try to snuggle with her dad or you'll get smacked!

Margaret is a very small cat, but is perfectly proportioned and ounce for ounce she is likely the strongest kitty we have in our family. She is quite athletic and her curiosity makes her an excellent hunter. Oh yeah, and she is definitely a daddy's girl.