We were going into a Carl's Jr hamburger place one evening in October 1990 when Carla ran up to us begging. We decided to ignore her, but see what happened when we came out. Sure enough, 30 minutes later when we egressed from the restaurant, there was Carla wanting some attention. This was at a busy intersection and there were no homes close by; we decided that she was probably abandoned, so we took her home. Carla had the best nose of any cat we ever had. We could open up a can of cat food in the kitchen and ten seconds later Carla would arrive from her bed in the master bedroom. She died on June 12, 2007.