Age: approx 6
Size: Large in the middle, pointy at the ends
Appearance: Shiny black, gold eyes, small face, low-slung belly, delicate feets, meerkat tail
Background: Feral underground; the mean, mean streets of NYC
Most often addressed as: Oh, Doodle
Usually seen: Hauling ass to disappear somewhere
Likes: Solitude, silence, wet food, Maurice (when he isn't humping her too much), a good chin/neck rub, plastic - sweet, sweet, chewable plastic
Dislikes: Sudden moves, bright lights, loud noises, dirty litter, Maya, crowding, being held or otherwise confined
Distinguished by: Floor-sweeping belly, cute and/or panicked expression, super-stank pee and poo, rumbly purr, Tail of Coquettish Flirtation, Unearthly Howl of Suffering
Currently in: Quarantine away from the bedroom, due to Unlawful Urination Offenses
Claims to fame: Interviewed in Awakening to Animal Voices: A Teen Guide to Telepathic Communication with All Life, this blog
Quote: "MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW! (skitter, skitter, thunk! ... suspicious silence)"
Why we love her: Mysterious, semi-feral, sometimes pathetic and as roughly socialized as she is, she has one of the sweetest, gentlest personalities ever.
Long live The Doodle!