Lisa and I spent the weekend looking for the Donna villa. We toured 6 town houses in all. There were some I liked, but not enough to buy. The first one we visited had an interesting feature. I was snooping around the master bedroom and opened a door to what I thought might be a closet. It was not a closet but rather a small room with a little cat bed and scratch stand. On the wall hung a poster of a fuzzy kitten. Lying in the cat bed was a fat, gray cat. It looked up at me and meowed. I quickly closed the door. Can you imagine? A cat room! And I thought I spoiled Cocoa!