Tink came to us as a 9-year-old dream cat for me. She was NEVER my cat. She beautifully became my husband’s emotional support feline and lap girl. I was relegated to the giver of treats. Her names include Princessy, fuzzy-b^tted homewrecker, Her Royal Hindterds, Pookagirl. She was sibling to Taz, and so very loved. Tink made sure she was taken care of with a gentle claw. She was taken from us by kidney failure, but she decided when she was ready, and as always, was in charge of her time. We love you and you will be missed, my beauty.