She's been surviving cancer for two years, and has lived with us for ten. (She was called Anna by the family who surrendered her to the shelter we got her from.) In the last month or so, she'd been suffering the recurrence (for the second time after the initial cancer surgery on her lip) of the initial tumor, and she'd contracted leukemia (not the feline infectious sort, but the same kind we apes also get). A very intelligent cat, she loved meeting people, though was less generous with fellow cats; in her first year's residence here, the tomcat who a few months previous had been inherited from a colleague at one of the clinics Alice worked at, Domino, did his best to bully her...and Niki, after muscling up with the affection and better diet she had with us, figured out how to beat him up, and for the next nine years he's never won a fight, and eventually stopped trying to start them. But that also meant she was Very proactive in making sure the two rescued females we later brought into the house, Emma/Emmy and Ninja, also knew that Niki was Top Cat. But aside from her regrettable lack of love for the late Emma or for Ninja, very much with us, Niki was a very good cat to live with, and I miss her already. Alice does terribly.