And this is Wally, so named because we thought at first she was a boy. (This was before we learned that Torties are never boys.) Check out that bar code on her tummy! Who knew that Heaven was so organized about its inventory? Wally is the most joyful and enthusiastic little cat I've ever known. But she's really small - much smaller than her sibs, so she tends to get picked on at times. Because of that, we designated one room in the house where she's the only kitty allowed. We call it Wally World and have a Wally World anthem that we sing to her when she's there. (You're a pet owner, you know what we're talking about.) One more thing: we have a bathmat that is just a disgrace to look at because it's so ripped up, but we can't throw it away because it's Wally's Favorite Thing in the World. Each night she must fight it to the death before she goes to sleep.