second white cat - the first was Sophie, who died about five years ago (she was the inspiration for my yahoo name "whitefluff"). Josie was a stray from the Humane Society. When she first came to live with us, she acted like a prairie dog or gopher when she ate. She'd take a quick bite and then get up on her haunches to survey the area before taking another bite. She still loves to chew on plastic bags, hoping there's something tasty inside. She has also learned that the bags make a loud rustling noise..... especially early in the morning......which wakes people up......which is really ANNOYING!!
Our other cat is Emu. She's 10 years old now. She got her name because of her unusual coloring that resembles the black-beaked bird. Emu is a quirky, funny, tiny cat who is now the matriarch of the pet family. She even bosses the Sheltie around and whacks him on the nose when he enters her territory.