This is Melody, the one member of the family I don't think I've ever mentioned before.
Since we lost her brother, she's been the only animal in the house (besides the kids; heh).
She is sweet and fuzzy and obnoxious.
She has funny eyes for a cat and fur that can be brushed both ways.
If I sit down, she is meowing to sit in my lap, which is kind of funny since she didn't used to be a lap cat.
She is a picky eater and knows the instant I open a can of tuna. Actually, she can distinguish a tuna can from other canned food just from the sound of the can on the counter.
She is a wishful thinker.
(Did I already mention obnoxious?)