Greta came into my life an 8 week old tiny little ball of spunk n spitfire. My house was the 5th she’d had in her short life, and the fact I had other cats did not detour her determination to rule the roost. On her 1st night in our house, she growled and puffed herself to her largest size, prancing around the bed scaring my 20 lb cats so badly, they sought refuge elsewhere for a week! That night she became Greta Garbo Growly. The growling was not a one time event, to this day she growls everytime the doorbell rings, a stranger enters the house, or if she hears a sound she does not like.
