Nike Celeste! (usually said in dismay)
Itty Bitty Black Kitty.
A rescued barn kitty. The runt of the litter.
Nike is nigh on six years old and still barely five pounds.
She is the quintessential scaredy cat.
Unless your a bird, squirrel or bug.
(She only gets to "hunt" from the inside safety of the glass)
For the very first time in the six years I've had her, today she is sitting here on my arms as I type this. She never really comes around me for longer than 6.3 seconds worth of petting then disappears again.
But, she loves Mr. Wonderful. Unless he's standing.
Sitting or laying is how she likes her humans.