What’s in a name? Nothing, I hope. My name is Vader, which means father, but I’m all female. That’s a bit bewildering, but you can’t be sensitive about stuff like that. You just have to go with the flow. What’s important is that my family loved the name. I was raised in a house with a Labrador retriever and little kids. Guess you could say I was the runt of the litter! Hard to be sensitive in that kind of environment. I really miss my lab buddy. We used to curl up and I’d groom him. He loved the feel of my sandpaper tongue. Late in the day when everyone settled down to watch tv, I would curl up next to my special humans. I miss them too. If you are looking for a cat that can fit into any family, come check me out!