was the baby of the family but she's been in charge since the day she arrived as a tiny 6-month-old kitten.
Rascal, the original Mad Mouser, had died two years earlier, leaving a black and white hole in my heart that I thought would never be filled until I saw Peaches at the PetsMart in Atlanta. She was a stray in foster care through the Humane Society in Dohlenga, GA.
She's the class clown, a born retriever and earned the nickname Kamikaze Kitty from her habit of taking a flying leap onto the computer keyboard, usually when I have coffee or other liquids in my hand. She's never caught a mouse but she has killed eight Microsoft Natural keyboards.