I came across this picture of Abby again last Sunday night when Grandma spent the night. It was taken when Abby still lived at our house. She belongs to Grandma now, which is a good thing. Simon had all of a sudden started to sort of not like Abby and we weren't sure what we were going to do about it.
Abby is such a sweetheart and just wanted to be left alone to snuggle with me, but I think maybe Simon was jealous. Never mind that Simon isn't the snuggly kind. He's the "I don't want you but I don't want anyone else to have you either" kind. So when Grandma said she was ready for another cat, it seemed like the perfect solution.
If any one picture could convey Abby's personality, this might just be it. She's very wary of anyone except for Grandma. Mom thinks Grandma doesn't really have a cat because when she visits, she never sees her. Take my word for it, Mom - Abby's there. I saw her just last Sunday as she streaked by on her way to her secret hiding place.