Trouble was the perfect cat when she got older. At 6 months she attacked my coco clock and helped my play the piano. Trouble loved the outdoors. She was always in the neighbors flower bed and garden. Trouble would roll on the warm side walk and lay tummy up. She was and still my little princess. I never knew her to go across the street. I guess she got bolder the more she was outside. It was devasating a week ago yesterday when I found her. Her sense of spirit took her across the street which took her life. I will always remember her sitting with her tail around her at her eating dish. That dish had to be in the right place or she wouldn't eat. Nothing really bothered her. I miss you Troubs and always will.