Imperious, cantankerous, ladylike and beautiful. That was my Russian Blue girl Sylvia. I know nothing of Madame's early years; just what became of her after wandering up to the back door of acquaintances who could not keep her. My Elvis had recently died, leaving 3 month old Nikita alone, so I gave her a home. She merely tolerated Nik but he loved her something fierce. So did I. Rest in peace, my sweet pea (July 14, 2006).