Chicken was the first cat that I remember living with. Before her was Tiger but I was too young to remember her properly. We had Chicken from a kitten. She came from an establishment where, allegedly, she was trying to catch and eat the manager's budgerigar. She was an affectionate cat, but also very temperamental. She was good-natured with children. Chicken was an excellent mouser and often brought us half chewed presents! She lived to the grand age of 13 when she died of liver failure. She is buried in my Dad's front garden under the geraniums. I remember her fondly.