More about cats - the pickles-y kind

When I was a teenager we had a cat named Pickles.
White and fluffy (fluffy of fur and fluffy of body)
She started out pretty nice.

But in her old age she became miserable.

No this isn't a picture of her.
But it could have been.
She became a miserable old cuss.
Some of my kids hated cats because their only experience with cats was Pickles. For most of them that changed when we started to foster kittens from the SPCA.

Come to think of it  - sometimes I feel what the above cat looks like.
Meeoowwer