That's what the cats that lived in the house said about her.
They also said that she was one of the homeliest creatures
they'd ever set sights on and in their conversations about
Tilde, whom they liked to talk about since she was new,
they never once questioned where she came from or
where she might be going.
For all intents and purposes Tilde was there and had
set up housekeeping.

One thing this meant, since Tilde
liked a little snack now and then, was she had nibbles
available to her when the cats weren't around.
At night Tilde left her cool spot under the porch, where
she had a chair and a table and a small radio which got
most of the local stations and went out through her
front door at the side opening of the porch and right onto
the roof of her house, (the people in the house called
her roof their back porch), where she found a nice plate
of nibbles that the cats had left. But Tilde wasn't always
so lucky to find a full plate of nibbles.