i fucking love my cat

my darling babygirl who is currently halfway across the world living with my mother. i miss herrrr. my freak.
legal name caramel, usual name baby. we found* her in 2019 and as of writing this, iirc, shes about to hit 6 years old. she is techically named after a cookie run au character from a friendgroup i was apart of online at the time, but i have not told this fact to a single soul irl so everybody thinks i named her after the food. i think this is a very funny fact.
she is of average intellegence id say. she eats only when shes hungry (so we're able to leave out a foodbowl and not have to worry about her overeating) and she literally only knocks things down from tables when its the middle of the night and her foodbowl is empty (so we can wake up and refill it lol). she is overly attached to my mom and will yell her little head off if she so much as leaves the house. not even like out of her sight. if she Steps Outside. its kind of funny. shes got a little hole in the wall with a window she likes to sit in and either watch outside or yell at us from. by eyesight alone she seems like a brown tabby with high white spotting but we dont know any further genetic detail about her.

*wording is very literal here. the full story is like. ok here im going to set the scene:
imagine you're my mom. its like 10pm and we're out of milk. no big deal, since at the time i lived Not in america (and thus not in the hellish car-focused nightmare that is The American Suburbs), there was actually a grocery store 5ish minutes away from the apartment. so she puts her coat on and goes out to buy some.
now, i have to visualize what the outside area of this grocery store looks like, see below. two roads that converge, so theres this little patch of grass in the middle.

yeah?
she gets there, and she starts hearing meowing. shes both a cat lover and mildly curious so she decides to investigate. its in the little green patch.
as soon as she gets close enough... bam. there is now a little kitten crawling up her leg, screaming and yelling her little head off. no mama cat or other kittens in sight. so what does she do..?
she, of course, takes the kitten; puts the thing in her coat pocket; goes into the store and gets her milk; and then brings it home with her. and thats how you get a free, (estimated 2-3 week old) little kitten!

she was such a nightmare to deal with for the first few nights. iirc we barely got any sleep because she kept waking us up in the middle of the night lollllll
but after that she mellowed out! thankfully we had an older cat at the time (rip mikey) so she learned her Cat Etiquette from him, and now she is happy and healthy and very very spoiled by my mom :)

fun fact: we hid this cat from my father for at least 8 months. our original plan was to give her away (considering. well. we had a cat already) but we never ended up finding anybody who wanted her, and we didnt really want to just. abandon her. my father wanted her gone though, but because he was in america at the time and we only talked via skype calls, we just kind of..... lied >.>
this actually worked for, as i said, 8 months- before she outed herself by jumping up on the counter behind my mom while she was on call with him lol