Koshka 1975 - 1989
Koshka was born in a terminal state of confusion and stayed that way her entire life. She often forgot who she was, where she was and why she was. Her tail was a perpetual motion machine that she wagged even in her sleep, and she couldn't run downstairs without turning a full somersault at the bottom. Her mother's owner had a pet ocelot who tried to make Koshka an hors d'oeuvre when she was a kitten, which may have been a contributing factor to her lovable but definitely unique personality.