One of the sweetest cats who ever did me the honor of being "mine" was a smoky grey alley cat with an extra toe per foot. He was introduced by a friend whose husband decided that FIVE cats in their household was enough. (They later got up to 13.) Gimli was supposed to be a companion for our elegant blue Gandalf (a gorgeous but foul tempered beast.) Gandy hated Gimli as much as he hated everybody, but we adored him. So loving and gentle. Anyway, this was in Denver, for whatever that adds to the discussion.