We didn't find Annie, she found us. My father was leaving work on lunch, and heard her meowing, and sees her under a car. Well she walked right up to him and started doing circles around his legs and rubbing against him. He put her in the truck and brought her home. (We did put adds out for finding a lost cat on pet finder, cats.org, local humane shelter, and vets offices, no one claimed her though.) She's a sweet heart, she likes to play with her toys, ninja attack my legs/feet, she sleeps on my clothes, shoes, and my purse. She's suppose to be my dad's cat, but she likes to stalk me. Whenever I get up or get home from work, she's right at my feet meowing at me telling me how her day went, and how she wants attention right now! At night I leave my purse and shoes on the floor to sleep on, or she sleeps in my computer chair.