She started in the newcomers area, then moved to the first pen on the left in the back yard, where she lived for a long time. Gaye remembers often coming across her contentedly lying on the porch on a summer day.
According to Marianne, Emily wasn’t all that friendly with people in the early days, and she didn’t like other cats much either.
These days Emily still isn’t a fan of other cats, but she finds the idea of human contact much more appealing. Unfortunately, she still seems to be a bit confused about how to behave: headbutting and purring one moment, vigorously smacking the hand that pets a moment later, then just as quickly returning to rubs and more purrs. She’s so pretty, though, that even if on occasion she smacks a littler harder than she means to, it’s hard to stay mad at her for longer than it takes to apply a band-aid.