My name is Goldie and I live in a rusty old tool shed in the woods behind a small business. A nice man comes from the apartments next door to feed me and take me to the vet if I need it, so I'm as sweet as can be. I wish someone would take me home so I don't have to worry about wild animals or rusty old tools, because sometimes cats get hurt around here. I love getting my back scratched or my chin rubbed, but I usually have to keep hidden so I know I'm safe. When I realize you're coming to take care of me, I'll run out and play with your ankles.