I've been adopted

I awoke last Friday morning to meowing coming from underneath the house. I went around the outside of the house and this is what emerged from the crawl space:

It was quickly apparent that she was not a stray, since she wound herself all around my legs and expressed (loudly) her relief at being found. There haven't been any lost kitty posters around the neighborhood and she seemed disinclined to leave the backyard to go home, even though I left the gate open. I tried to check with the local kitty adoption lady, but it was a no go.


Apparently, "Velvet" is here to stay.