Her name is Faye Murrell, and frankly, I’m surprised she’s black. I thought only white folk were this insanely obsessed with their pets. (Any black people reading, please don’t take offense. It’s a compliment.)
I’m just guessing here, but I’m going to take a stab and guess that Faye’s “family secret” involves copious amounts of both superglue and savage beatings.
I love the proud way she says “I taught her to eat the most expensive food on the market.” Lady, I’m pretty cats don’t have to be “taught” to eat high-quality food.
ETA: Would Faye Murrell’s granddaughter kindly stop spamming this 8-year-old blog post? I’m real sorry you are unable to process sarcasm, but Jesus Christ, let it go. I’m never going to approve your comments.