Our beautiful cat came to us already named Gracie. And since she was beautiful and the epitome of grace we kept the name. However, Shredder of Worlds might have been a more suitable moniker.
She’s figured out how to open the antique hutch in which her snacks are stored, and at least once a week I wake up next to a package of treats.
Gracie is endlessly fascinating and slightly intimidating. We are kind of in love.