Giselle is my neighbor's cat. She's young and very, very friendly. And quite pretty. She looks orange in the photos but it's really more of a pinkie orange. Giselle is vocal-loves to talk. She visits me several times a week. I don't see her at first but then she speaks!
Sometimes she's in the back yard but mostly in the front. She loves to stretch out on the warm concrete and get a big belly rub. She likes head butts, too.
Giselle has been a little bit of a lifesaver for me since I lost my little Rose almost 3 months ago. She's given me a little bit of the company I miss. I'm at the point now that I automatically listen for her when I go outside.
She's quite a character and I'm getting really attached to her. I haven't invited her in just yet but maybe I'll ask her in one day for a warm bowl of milk.
