Two years ago, a friend found a starved black kitten hiding in a flooring warehouse, hiding inside a roll of carpeting, crying piteously from hunger.  She wasn't pretty – she was just a skeleton of a kitten, with huge ears that reminded us of the goblins in Gringott's Bank – but when he brought her to us, we of course gave her a home.  She's a beautiful black cat now, although still tiny.  Of course we named her Goblin!  She sleeps on my lap every time I sit down to stitch, which is very helpful when one is stitching on silk gauze – 48 count and smaller – and although she adds her own bit of fur to my work from time to time, it is a natural fiber, after all!