I had a Charlie so I had to have a Camilla. A feral from the Cats Action Trust. She was also a cat I could not handle. She was beautifully marked as you can see from her photograph. She kept herself to herself and did not mix with the other cats. She loved the garden and would spend most of the summer months out there. I suspect she even slept in the garden. She lived with me for many years and died of old age.