Chewbacca, the mouser

The second-eldest cat in the house is Chewbacca, a.k.a. "Chewy."  In spite of the name, she is a female.

Chewy hates sitting still for photographs, so I only have a handful of pictures.  Chewy appeared on our property during the late summer of 2010 as a semi-feral, half-grown kitten.  It was hot and dry outside, and my sister managed to coax her indoors with cat food and a few well-placed cuddles.  She never fully became acclimated to house living, though, and spends a large amount of time outside.  She is an accomplished mouser and bird-hunter, though Sampson often steals what she kills.  She roams around the neighborhood quite a bit, and I suspect that our neighbors help feed her because she is quite plump!  She retains a fear of cars, in spite of the fact that she's ridden up inside them several times (she made three fifteen-mile trips to my mother's school on the undercarriage of a car; long story).  She hates cold weather and snow.  This is from late November of 2011:

We had a surprise snowfall, and Chewy hated every second of it!