Musetta is another who found her way in via my stray feeder. She started showing up in late summer, 1999, and while she was shy at first, she always looked interested when I spoke to her. It wasn't long before she was approaching, then letting me pet her, and she followed the usual pattern of moving into the garage and settling down for a long stay. She also became a confirmed door-darter, trying to get into the house any time I opened the door.

When I took her to the vet for an exam, I was rather surprised to find that she was only about eight months old; I'd been thinking she was an adult, though a fairly young one. She's only about a month older than Scaramouche, making these two the youngest of my household at that time. She was quite mature for her age and didn't act "kittenish" (which is probably why I thought she was older.)

Musetta settled into life in the house very easily. She was quite thin when she first showed up, but has since become nicely plump. She's somewhat reserved, accepting attention from me but seldom seeking it, and has an explosive temper if crossed. She gets along well with most of the other cats, playing with the younger ones, and loves to play with toys.