Sally's favorite place to nap is on newspaper on top of the trackball. She is the smallest cat at Forty Paws, weighing in at only eight pounds, which is about half the size of the other cats. She holds her own quite nicely, though. She loves to wrestle with her brothers, Obi, Reno and Smokey. If she feels that they are getting too rough, she screams at the top of her voice, poufs out her tail and runs away. One of Sally's nicknames is Sergeant Sally, because she loves to patrol the house and the cat enclosure and give reports on what she finds by howling very loudly. This doesn't make her too popular with Maw and Paw at 5:00 am, but it's her job and she takes it very seriously. Sally is quite a hunter and she often brings in crickets or small lizards that she finds in the enclosure. She often has trouble keeping her prey from the other cats, as everycat wants to see what she has caught. Sally's right eye is slightly scarred from Feline Herpes 1, which she got from her feral mother. She spent her first nine months in a cage in the crazy cat woman's garage, until Maw managed to rescue her, along with her brothers. It doesn't bother her too much, but Maw has to clean the black gunk from her eye almost every day. Sally tries to clean her eye herself, by rubbing it on all the furniture legs and the corners of the walls, leaving little black streaks everywhere for Maw to clean. Sally likes to practice pouncing by leaping straight up in the air and coming down on nothing at all. When Sally hears a car being driven into the garage, she cries at the garage door to be let into the garage, so she can take a nap on the warm hood of the car. Sally loves to go out into the enclosure through the cat flap, but instead of just letting the flap swing shut behind her, she lets it close gently on her tail, so it doesn't make any noise. Maw is very grateful for this.
Sergeant Sally is on patrol.
Through the house and enclosure she will stroll.
She lets out a howl
And a very loud yowl
To let everyone know she is on patrol.