I’m actually really rather proud of the cat, to whom we all refer as Maria Theresa, for her imperious air. My active toddler grandson, experienced with a small arthritic dog, considered the cat a fascinating novelty, repeatedly going up to her and exclaiming “cat!” and reaching out to pet her. Good for him; his pets were indeed very gentle. Good for her (whose vet files include the designation “feisty”), she stayed still, softly mewed each time he said “cat” and made no aggressive moves at all. Would not have predicted any of this!