I prefer to address her by her gangsta name, Pnibbs. Yes, that's right, I now cohabitate with a four footed beast! And quite the beast she is. If she had to choose between breathing and chewing she would surely suffocate! I've never understood the desire to cohabitate with animals and in my adult life have never chosen to do so. It's not that I don't like animals, some of them are delicious. I just don't like stepping in feces in my home, or anywhere else for that matter. My children however seem very attached to the idea of cohabitation and so their powers of persuasion have prevailed.